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Girouph the years has each
senior class made record iri
the Dorther of tbe passino
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which sets forth _
the PI av
of the present school year
All tbe scbooFs a stage
Anb all tlje scbool folk merely players.
(they Ijau? tbrir exits anb tbeir entrances.
Attn ttt tlyiB play at formal land,
©l|pre are tbe seuen stages. At first tbe rljilo,
Ulayuiarb anb playful in tbe training srljonls;
©tjen ttye guileless freshman, witty persistence,
i£uer working towarb ttyat far anb wortby eni» —
SEtye Sfnrtbern formal stjeepskin. Anb tljen tlye junior
Digging at times, but neuer neglerting
3His rlyanre for fun. 2Etjen tlye senior,
Jffull of great knouilebge, experienreb in teart|ing,
Acquiring a strange anb useful bignity,
Peeking tb/e bubble reputation,
Breaming by nigljt of positions. Anb ttjen tlje critic
Ulitlj betaileb plans, anb criticisms just —
2lut euer reaby witb sympatby true,
iFull of mise saws anb mnbern instances;
££>l}£ helps tlje senior to teacb- ®be sixtlj stage follows
Anb b^ce me finb learneb instructors
fEacb mitb b* s b°bhy, enjoyeb by tbe otbers —
passing on knomlebge, giuing time freely —
All for tbe goob of tbe spool's great name —
Suspiring in stubents unknomn f aitb anb looe —
A noble task fulfilling. Slast stage of all,
fls tbe alumnus, mbo appears before tbe worlb
§nna fear, sans f oolisbness, sans boxtbt, sans ignorance.
TO OUR PRESIDENT
DR. J. STANLEY BROWN
IN APPRECIATION OF
WE DEDICATE OUR NORTHER
Francis CO. Shepardson, 6x Officio
Fanns G. Blair, €x Officio
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fT)ar ion Davis
Vs?i I lard Smith
El vera Hjertstedt
Dor tby Bristol
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Claude Ulidd leton
When green buds are
Sheer joy us awaits,
While bird-notes thrill
Within thy fair gates.
Meek violets with jon-
And daffodils gay
Join voices and fragrance
To breathe, "It is May."
In grove and in forest,
'Neath green leafy trees,
The flow'rets bloom
And nod in the breeze.
Each nook of your dear
Our school home, we love
From tiny green blades
To the blue sky above.
The entrance with its spacious archways,
Its columns massive, strong, and tall,
Its parapets in ivy shrouded,
Has a stately beauty that charms us all.
You were our home for two short years.
You reflected our gladness, sheltered our tears.
And the memories that dwell your broad roof beneath,
Are as fresh and as sweet as your own bridal wreath !
How we love thy towers tall,
Griffins, ivy, walls and all.
Everything thou dost enfold
In thy walls so grim and old.
The leaves now
From bush and from
The flowers their petals
Have shed on the lea;
The wind through thy
Sing, weirdly, but still
We love every bower
Of our school on the hill.
'Neath white now lie
Thy hill and thy vale,
And blossoms are dream-
That bloomed in thy dale.
Thy meadows in sun-
Each clear frosty day
Are sprinkled with jew-
In dazzling array.
When north winds
And still brooklet blow,
And scatter the fleecy,
The beautiful snow,
Dear land of our dream-
We've loved thee before,
But in thy new beauty
We love thee still more.
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©lilts tlje panorama of tlje stage was set forttj:
(gorge mis in tlje season of tlje barberry;
(glistening In tlje snn of Ijnary winter;
Heroant in tlje oays of brimming brook,
Cooling In tlje Ijot, still days of snmnter —
'©is a fit setting for tlje players ano tlje play.
F. R. RITZMAN, A. B.
Director of the Department of
J. STANLEY BROWN
NEWELL D. GILBERT, A. M.
SWEN FRANKLIN PARSON
Professor of Mathematics
Assistant in Mathematics
MARY ROSS WHITMAN, A. B.
Professor of Ancient and
CLYDE L. LYON, A. B.
Professor of Reading
"The best teacher is he who inspires the listener to an ambition to teach himself."
IDA S. SIMONSON, B. L.
Professor of Literature
JULIA E. GILBERT, Ph. B.
Assistant in Literature
EDWARD CARLTON PAGE, A. B.
Professor of History
EDITH S. PATTEN, Ph. B.
Assistant in Psychology
"If men could learn from history, what lessons it might teach us.
L. EVELINE MERRITT
Professor of Drawing
AGNES BROEMEL, B. S.
Assistant in Drawing
S. JOSEPHINE STEWART, A. D. E.,
Assistant in Home Economics
CELINE NEPTUNE, A. B.
Professor in Domestic Science
"Art begins when people begin to find joy in their work."
Director of Physical Training
ROBERT GUY BUZZARD, S. B.,
Professor of Geography
Assistant in Physics and
CHARLES FRANK PHIPPS, B. S.,
Professor of Physics and
"A song will outlive all sermons in the memory."
SAMUEL J. VAUGHN, A. B.
Professor of Manual Training
Assistant in Manual Training 1
EDWARD F. EDEL
Professor of Penmanship
ESTHER L. BRANCH, A. B., Ped. B.
Head of Williston Hall
"Books think for us; reading is thinking with another's head."
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A. NEIL ANNAS, B. S.
Professor of Music
VERA M. WISWALL, A. B., Mus. B.
Assistant in Music
JESSIE R. MANN
Assistant in Biology
RALPH E. WAGER, A. M., Ped. B.
Professor of Biology
"Every man I meet is my master in some point and that I learn of him."
JOSEPHINE MARIE JANDELL
EVA ISABEL McMAHON, B. L. S.
CHARLES E. MONTGOMERY, B. S.
Principal of Normal Training
MARNA PETERSON, Ph. B.
Eighth Grade Critic Teacher
"He is an improving man who can side with his critic against himself."
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Seventh Grade Critic Teacher
MARIAN MYRTLE SHIVLEY,
Sixth Grade Critic Teacher
Fifth Grade Critic Teacher
ETHEL IRMA SHATTUCK
Fourth Grade Critic Teacher
'Nothing more impairs authority than too frequent use of it.
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Second Grade Critic Teacher
First Grade Critic Teacher
Principal Glidden School
CARRIE B. EDMONDSON
Eighth Grade Critic Teacher
"Criticism has few terrors for the man with a great purpose."
Seventh Grade Critic Teacher
TILLIE C. BAIE
Sixth Grade Critic Teacher
BERTHA F. HUNTSMAN
Fifth Grade Critic Teacher
MRS. H. U. MEYERS
Fourth Grade Critic Teacher
"Children blessings seem, but torments are."
Third Grade Critic Teacher
ANNIE KING, A. B.
Second Grade Critic Teacher
LOUISE ADAMS, B. S.
First Grade Critic Teacher
Supervisor of Music in the
"Blessed be the hand that prepares a pleasure for the child."
MARY C. PARKER
Secretary to President
JESSIE M. DEWEY
Housekeeper of Williston Hall
EMILY L. THOMPSON
Clerk of Williston Hall
'The highest aim and object in life, is striving for the good of all."
THOMAS S. MURRAY
Superintendent of Buildings
FRANK K. BALTHIS
Superintendent of Grounds
"The world belongs to the energetic."
I'm sure you've noticed day by day
That the Faculty have a peculiar way.
For one wants this, and one wants that,
And one wants that, and this,
And one wants neither one of them.
Oh, isn't school life bliss?
And she says, "Sit when you recite,"
And he says, "Stand, young man,"
And she says, "Do not talk so much,"
And he says, "Tell all you can."
I'm sure you've noticed day by day
That the Faculty have a peculiar way.
Eva Jane Padley.
"One doctor is better than two, but three are fatal."
That she can be a friend to every girl
And make her feel the Hall's her home
That she can care for thoughtless students,
And make them feel the joy of work —
This is her wish.
Williston Hall is a home for many Normal school girls — happy, wide
awake girls. Why are they happy? Not alone because their Hall is
beautiful or their work pleasant, but because someone's heart is strong
in maintaining the joyous life within the Hall — someone who has not
forgotten her college days, Miss Branch. Though the Head of Williston
Hall, Miss Branch, never seems too busy to know her girls. She has time
to listen to schoolgirl chatter, to laugh at funny stories told about prac-
tice teaching, to play tiddle-de-winks on the floor, to win a game of rook,
or to dance to non-jazz music. She has time to cheer the lonesome girls
and to sympathize with those who are grief stricken. And all the time
she does not forget the charge that is hers to keep. Her rules are few
but they command obedience. Marion Davis.
"The first step toward greatness is honesty.'
Our Good Time
On arriving at N. I. S. N. S. in September, 1919, and seeing so many
strange faces of both Seniors and Faculty, we, timid Juniors, individually
wondered if we should ever know one another. The Y. W. C. A. came
to our rescue with a "get acquainted" party or "mixer" in the gymnasium.
In order to learn the names of our future friends we pinned on us cards
on which was written our names and home addresses. It was embarrass-
ing to listen to the questions the Seniors asked us. Are you from
Kingston? I've never heard of the place? How do you like it here?
Are you homesick?"
Then we became a class. There being no boys in the class it was up
to the girls to be the leaders. Marion Davis, president, Ila Rice, vice
president, Gladys Keating, secretary and Mildred Coon, treasurer, should-
ered the responsibilities.
Then came the Junior party which was for Juniors alone. We had a
better time when the dignified Seniors were not around.
Our New Year's party was better yet. Father Time walked solemnly
into our midst and not feeling at ease disappeared. Then in pranced the
little New Year.
The stunts they pulled off at the Junior-Senior party! And the good
time afterward! The punch bowl whose contents were delicious was a
When Maytime came and trees and flowers were in blossom, girls gay-
ly dressed wound the Maypole, while others with ribbons flying danced
What a time we had getting ready for the "Kid" party! The stories
told by Eula Jandell and Mary Hayes were a treat. The red and green
stick candy tasted so good!
The custom is that the Juniors must sometime appear on the stage.
So we presented the play, "Master Pierre Patelin" and "The Man Who
Married a Dumb Wife."
For the Junior Prom which was held in the spacious dining and liv-
ing rooms of Williston Hall we had an abundance of men and music.
It was fun to be a Junior!
In November we had a hard time party. As usual the refreshment
tables where cider and doughnuts were served, were popular.
Of our Basket Ball men we were proud for they brought us honor.
Mt. Morris, Wheaton, Joliet and a few more schools have found out of
what "stuff" Normal is made.
In the month of February our thoughts turned back to colonial days
and we had a good time at the Washington party the Faculty gave the
school. It was loads of fun getting ready but we had a better time in
As we look over the calendar of our two years here we recall the poem
Dr. Cook loved so well and say, "We have had a good, good time."
"The purest pleasures lie within the circle of useful occupation."
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2. COM-RADES TRUE, JOYS VEVE SHARED SOR-ROWS TOO, 'NEATH HER WALL5, COOL AND FAIR. IN HER HALLS, ONE AND
3. AND TO YOU, TCW|RS OF OURS ON THE HILL WE'LL &E TRUE, EV Rr HOURANDFUL- FILL. TASK.S OF
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ALL, LING'RING YET, HEAR THE CALL'.'NE'ER FOR - GET, BUT COrlE
JOY, AN£ OF TOIL AS — m> TAUGHT, UtflLE OUR THOUGHTS TURN TO
JOY, AND OF TOIL AS — m> TAUGHT, V^HILE OUR THOUGHTS TURN TO YOU
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"Let me make the songs of a nation, and I care not who makes the laws."
It Is Morning
T is morning!
It is morning!
It is morning!
The waking birds shake from their wings the hush of night.
The pearly dew turns into diamonds.
The rising sun
The crystal air,
The breath of life
Exhale the greatness of the world.
It is morning!
Hark ! Hark !
We hear the call,
The call of life — the vibrant voice of life.
Hear how it calls —
Answer it, students?
We answer as one; we answer as one.
Our old work is done. We look towards the sun.
We are going, Normal —
Will you not miss us, Normal?
We will not forget you, Normal.
And in every year that passes we will save for you one day.
To come back and to remember of our work and of our play.
It shall not be one day only that we save to think of you ;
But in everything we do — in the duties of each day,
We will turn and be reminded how these pleasant thoughts once
How when we were little younger you with care laid out our
So we do not feel in sadness but in rather tender joy,
That this moment is the parting.
It is morning!
It is morning!
It is morning!
"Poetry is thought in blossom."
"Sincerity gives wings to power."
"Few know her as she really is."
"We know little of thee — but that is
"Write me down a student."
" 'Tis easier to know how to speak than
how to keep silent."
"Words are good when works follow."
"Peg is fond of dancing."
"He hath made me neglect my studies,
lose my time."
"A work so majestic and stately."
"Modesty is an excellent virtue in j
"He has already become a school-
"Thought and action combined make human progress."
"She who has art has everywhere a
"He stoops to conquer."
"He who does the best his circum-
stances allow acts nobly."
"Beware of desperate steps."
"To be good is to be happy."
"The mind of a child is so plastic that it will admit of any training."
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"He spends his leisure hours in draw-
"A maiden never bold."
"We like to see her smile."
"She flies with her own wings."
"Fairy tales she loves to write to while
the hours of the night."
"Our knowledge is as but the rivulet, our ignorance as the sea."
"A true friend is a precious thing."
"What she undertook to do, she. did."
"Never so busy but he has time for
"She does all things well."
"Slow in choosing but slower in chang-
"All advancement is by ideas, not brute force."
DOROTHY DU VAL
"She who serves well and says nothing,
makes claim enough."
"Facetious by nature."
"I am sure, care is an enemy to life."
"Give me the making of the songs of
"We need more of her kind."
'The secret of success is constancy of purpose.
"The attraction at Secor's store."
"To understand him, one needs a dic-
"/ do pretty much as I please."
"And still she giggles on."
"She is a T. H. E. booster."
"Accept the world as it is, adapt yourself to it, and be happy.
"We're glad to have known you."
"Her thoughts are elsewhere."
"Studying does not take all her time."
"She is jolly."
"She has a way about her."
"Men's best successes come after their disappointments."
"Would I knew a mart where as a com-
modity good names might be bought."
EDITH I. JOHNSON
"She let's you know she's there."
"Calm, cool, and collected, surely she
will rise in the world."
"They crowned her the May Queen."
"She loves to dance, and dance, and
'The heart has no secret which conduct does not reveal."
"Extremely busy, but quiet about it."
"A true heart is an admirable thing."
"They chose her early as a teacher."
"The tales of her people have charms
"It pays to be conscientious."
"Make your mark, but mind what your mark is."
"Figs she calls figs; spades, spades."
" 'Tis hard to match her Irish wit."
"Variety is the spice of life,
That gives it all its flavor."
"A fine step betrays a set purpose."
I FLORENCE McCORMICK
"Her life has been a series of anec-
dotes with a different hero in each one."
"Correction docs much but encouragement everything.'
"One must not take his cares to bed-
wit h him."
"She's a quiet girl — at times."
"She is so stately and tall."
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"Genius is a matter of perseverance,
"It is best not to be emotional."
"There is no hurry, there is also no time to lose."
"Who sings, drives away care.
"Her writings betray her."
"She who is master of herself will soon
be master of others."
"With a smile for all.'
"/ hate to see a thing done by halves."
"Habit with its iron sinews clasps and leads us day by day."
"Perseverance brings success."
"Her looks do argue her replete with
"There is no index to character so sure
"No mollusc is our Katie.
"Little we see of thee."
"Every brave man is a man of his word.
"These delights, if thou canst give,
Mirth, with thee I mean to live."
"A cheerful countenance betokens a
"Never do today what you can put of
"She can pack away your troubles —
"My wearied look bespeaks the care of
a business manager."
"Quit making promises, make good."
"He who serves is never free."
''The race is got by running."
"She'll stick to it till the end."
"Just watch her concentrate."
"To find fault is easy, to do better is difficult.
"She lives at peace with all mankind."
"How she can talk!"
"She is liked best who is alike to all."
"A little English actor is she."
"Laugh and be glad, sir!"
"We seldom confide a secret, it escapes us."
'M principal she would be.
"She smiles the worries away.
"Next to excellence is the appreciation of it."
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Heigh-ho! For the Senior Class!
Heigh-ho! for the Senior Class!
It's a rollicking, frollicking, merry old class.
How we love each lad, how we love each lass
That sings, "Heigh-ho for the Senior Class!"
Heigh-ho, for the Senior girl!
The wise little, sweet little Senior girl.
The lads their banner of praise unfurl,
"Heigh-ho, for the Senior girl!"
Heigh-ho, for the Senior lad!
The strong, young, jolly Senior lad.
Oh where is the lass who is not glad
To sing, "Heigh-ho, for the Senior lad!"
Then, Heigh-ho, for the Senior Class!
The rollicking, frollicking, merry old class
How we love each lad, how we love each lass
That sings, "Heigh-ho, for the Senior class!"
'Success is ninety-eight per cent hard work and perseverance."
'Good actions are the steps which lead up to the throne of — Seniors.
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Mr, New Junior
We find him walking slowly toward the castle on the hill. He hesi-
tates at the bridal bushes and does not know just where to go. He
thinks he will go back. He turns about only to see girls coming up both
avenues toward the school ; so the safest way out is to go to the main
entrance. He goes in cautiously and of course does not see the sign,
"Office." So in a minute he faces Wingless Victory. While admiring her,
three girls approach and he makes a dash east in the hall. He bumps
squarely into a girl who is emerging from the girls' cloak room. After
much embarrassment and apologies he starts forward only to see three
more girls coming out of the Chemistry Laboratory. To avoid these he
starts upstairs, but girls again! He wheels about and goes west down
the hall, narrowly escaping girls at the main staircase by the boy's cloak
room. He goes up the stairs and at the top of the second flight he stops
and looks into the study hall. More girls! He then intends to retrace
his steps down stairs but girls are coming up — so he continues his trip
upstairs. Poor boy — he lands at the doors of the Art Department.
Feminine voices assure him the room is filled with girls ; but girls are
still coming up the stairs. He stands there with a brave look on his face,
asks the girls where the office is and they willingly give him the inform-
ation — 'cause they are not so bad as you may think. Of course you
think they are subject to being old maid school teachers. (Just try to
tell them that!) Later, one of the boys gives him advice, "Never try to
avoid a group of girls because you will sure bump into a dozen more in
trying to make good your escape." This fellow today is trying to avoid
the girls just to meet the dozen more.
"Always in haste — always behind."
Every senior has his troubles,
Each junior has some care,
But the poor forlorn freshmen
Have much more than their share.
Physics, geography, grammar,
Make us study half the night,
But study, study as we will,
We're always far from right.
We're placed in junior classes,
And act as wise as they.
But oh! How can those teachers tell
That we are freshmen, say?
The juniors, seniors, faculty,
Are all so dignified,
That when we laugh at Paul's bow tie
They look at us and sigh.
Well, 'twill not be long before
We'll be bright seniors, too,
But we'll not scorn the freshmen
As the present seniors do.
Irene E. Selgren.
Praise of Juniors
'Tis well they praise this glorious class
For we deserving are,
Our records during this year
Have shown each one a star.
In lessons, none doth take the lead
For each one perfect is.
'It is said that modesty is a jewel, but one may wear too much jewelry.'
Iter tint* with us mas uerg brief, but
tue are uerg grateful for tlje little glimpse
ute Ijah. Slyen me appreciated Iyer louelg
spirit anb tge quiet bignifg of Iyer gentle
mags, hut now bg Iyer memorg me are
aroused to a deeper consciousness of tlje
beautg and strength, ttyat are an unfailing
possession of tlyose uigo are euer reabg
to go on.
If we were bidden to stand before a map of the world and locate our
alumni and were further commanded, "Tell all you know about each place,"
we might find it a severe test in geography. For the pointer must move
busily from Minnesota to Florida, from New York and Washington to
California, on down to the Panama Canal zone, still on below the equator
to Chile, across to the Philippines and to China, on to France pausing to
note! a sacred resting place, then home again moving hither and yon until
we realize that the day has come, foretold by Dr. Cook, "The happy day
when we shall have back of us a strong body of alumni out in the world
To tell of their work and varied interests, would take more than "A
thousand and one nights." Many, teaching in crowded cities, find ways of
making life easier and happier for little folk coming out of hard, untoward
conditions; many earnestly work the true Americanization process among
children of the foreign-born; some have broadened in teaching experi-
ence and are counted leaders in education, whose counsels are sought.
Some names we see on the pages of magazines, in story, or verse, or nature
sketch, and some have achieved the writing of books. Others from the
environment of their own homes in city and in country, concern them-
selves with furthering the best interests of their communities, finding
something to do and doing it well; it may be by scientific farming, rais-
ing fine stock and. seriously studying how to provide richer milk that
children may be nourished, or it may be carrying the quickening knowl-
edge of "The Word" to workers isolated in lonely mining camps in our
western mountains. All, in one fashion or another, ministering to child-
hood and youth.
When they "come back" to us from their distant homes, or meet with us
at some Teachers' Association, they tell us that their thoughts often travel
back to their school home. Some of them sing us a refrain from a class
"0 towers that stand against the sky
And silent watch the clouds pass by,
Thy name is known through deed and story.
We too, we too, would bring thee added glory."
We would that we might say to them, "This desire you are abundant-
ly fulfilling." We would that they might know, even a little, of what
they mean to us, of how we are heartened by their cordial greetings and
unfailing loyalty. We would tell them, if we could, of our faith and pride
in their fine ambitions, of our joy in their achievements. We are glad
they are our own, who dwelt for a time under our roof tree, and who
now are "out in the world at work."
"We are led on like little children by a way we know not."
Hark, to Mr. Meadow-lark!
Hark to Mr. Meadow-Lark!
He's speaking, sir, to you.
Hear him rippling from the grasses
That sparkle with the dew.
His throat is charged with gladness,
His free heart knows no fear,
He has cut all bonds with sadness,
Living is glorious, life is dear.
He's no dreaming idle felJow,
Drinking off the froth of life ;
He's a husband and a father.
And he's known a deal of strife;
Storms have rocked his home's foundation,
The price of honest bread is toil;
It seems, sometimes, that all creation,
Seeks his family to despoil.
But listen! Is he singing
Of a weary world's woe?
No. "Every day has its night.
And 'twas God who planned it so."
So hark to Mr. Meadow-Lark!
He's speaking, sir, to you,
From the grasses that are sparkling
With the merry drops of dew.
Mary E. Fuller
Class of 1904.
The Way of the School Teacher
"Ring-ting! I wish I were a School-Marm"
How often in our senior year, when plans got so far ahead it seemed
we would never catch up, when Hist, of Ed. recitations were demanded
almost monotonously from our section of the class, when icosahedrons
and paragraph outlines danced alternately in our poor bewildered brain,
did we express the sentiment above. What a delightfully contented time
we anticipated September would bring us. And did it? It did not!
The first day was a work day and so has been every day since. We
had to learn the names of those forty wigglers and it was doubly hard be-
cause the names did not fit the pupils. There was Bill with freckled nose,
rampant red hair, and a belligerent attitude toward life in general and
school in particular. I repeat that his name was Bill, though he went
down in the records as Edwin. And then Violet — Violet whose chief de-
light was not in being modestly tucked away in a corner — but who loved
to mix in the fiercest encounter and usually came out the victor. Why
do not people postpone naming their children until they show some sign
of what they are to be? Think of the readjustments that plan would
save in the poor teacher's mind.
Think of the reports — reports of the numbers of pupils, reports of their
ages, reports of their attendance, reports of their scholarship, reports of
their vacations. They go on forever like Tennyson's "Brook." The only
one not yet demanded is on the number of children who have cut their
second teeth — and that is expected daily. Then there are the gum-chew-
ers, the paper wad marksmen, the runners on the stairs, the singers in
the halls, the tearers of paper. Ah, yes, one is glad to have a rest from
detailed plans and criticisms — but oh, for a critic upon whose judgment
to learn when things become hopelessly muddled.
However, the inner side of every cloud, you know. There is the joy
of seeing pupils happy in their work; there is the queer little feeling of
pleasure to see the contest over the carrying of teacher's parcel — and
last, but by no means least, the notice of an increase in salary (a very
small increase, to be sure, but at any rate an increase) .
Indeed the way of the school teacher is rough and steep and beset with
thorns. But among the thorns are the roses, and if we look, we will
surely find them.
Class of 1919.
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0, £*/£, / love thee well, and I have sought to know
thy secret, yet I stand before thee dumb today as
any child that has not learned to speak the sim-
I see thee in the fresh young grass that springs so
gladly from the winter s sod; but thou art like a
spirit that eludes the grasp while beck'ning on.
I hear thee pouring from the throat of that brown-
coated bird in song, and my heart answers with
its song that is too deep for words or any sound.
I touch thee reverently in this warm hand that lies
within my own; I feel thee pulsing through my
veins and welling up to overflow in my own con-
sciousness of thee.
And to my silent lips there rise two words whose
meaning I but dimly comprehend the while I say
them o'er and o'er — God — Love — in time and
space an anchor for my soul.
J. R. M.
• A ^ami^f!
Twenty years have hastened by as those of
us who have been privileged to live within
these hallowed walls have met the oncoming
throngs of youth. How precious this wel-
coming mother has become to us! How we
shall look with fond eyes from afar as she
goes on and on and on in her benignant min-
istry. We are pilgrims of a day but she
is immortal. We shall fade into shadowy
shapes to be forgotten but the endless proces-
sion of smiling faces and joyous singers and
ardent spirits will come with each new year
and those dear halls will witness the ever
recurring story of those, whose torches aflame
from her high altars, fill the land with light.
— From the Baccalaureate Address of
June eighteen, nineteen nineteen
John Williston Cook
Long, long ago in the days of yore there was a teach-
er whose name was Gamaliel. We know comparatively
little about this man directly. But one day there came
to him a pupil small of stature, stoop-shouldered, of
defective vision, and tradition says he had a hooked
nose and that his forked beard was of a ruddy hue.
In after years this pupil delighted partly to account for
himself by proudly boasting that he had "sat at the
feet of Gamaliel." So through the pupil we know that
the teacher was one of might. For, with his training
under Gamaliel, when once Paul was touched with the
power of God, he became the mightiest force in Christ-
endom excepting only the Master himself.
In these our days a great teacher dwells among us.
For more than a quarter of a century in one institu-
tion and for nearly as long in another he has touched
the lives of faculties and students. His forceful per-
sonality, his keen intellect, his great soul have made
their lasting impress upon the lives of many. So when
the lengthening shadows, after a while, shall have
turned into the splendor of the sunshine of a new day,
in the lives of multitudes from the "Old Normal" and
from the school of the "Old Grey Towers," out in
schoolrooms throughout this broad land, John Willis-
ton Cook will go on still living. Little in need of other
monument is he who has built himself into the lives of
Edward Carlton Page.
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Stye curtain arose ano ttje actors buuieo;
©tje faculty oresseo In robes of tulsoom,
®tje Seniors xuearlnn masks of learneo men,
©tje juniors rlotljco In eloums' ano festers'
©If e others reaoy for ttje gay or solemn rotes.
Suggestions to High School
The unrest which prevails in all lines of human activity has seriously
affected the teaching profession. There are, however, and will always
continue to be, attractions in this profession. Even the financial attrac-
tions are growing greater every day because boards of education every-
where we are realizing that the financial returns will have to be made great-
er in order that the position of the teacher may keep pace with the earn-
ings in other forms of activity.
The service which the teacher renders, has always been of a high order
because it is through the teacher very largely that the leadership of this
republic must be secured. The fact that young men twenty years of age,
graduating from the Normal School with no experience in teaching, are
able to command $1,500 a year and more, the fact that young women
graduating from the Normal school with no experience in teaching are
able to command $1,200 or $1,300 a year, will act as an encouragement to
all who are graduating from the high schools and may have had some
intention of entering the teaching profession. There is no line of endeavor
which may attract high school graduates and give to them a greater satis-
faction in the performance of a high class service than will the teaching
profession. When you have graduated from the Normal School you will
positively and definitely be fitted to do a specific service.
The actual expenditure of money necessary to graduate from a Normal
School, after completing a four-year high school course, is a little more
than half as much as you find necessary for two years of work in a big
university. The State will certificate you without examination after you
have done these two years of work in this professional and technical type
of school. Why not settle the question of the next ten years of service by
saying, "I have decided to teach and therefore I shall enter the Normal
School to become definitely and specifically prepared for rendering a ser-
vice to the State."
J. Stanley Brown.
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We Shall Cherish—
Memories of gray stones and towers
And all they shield most dear;
But best of all the friendly folk
That gathered daily here.
These friendships warm and glowing,
Wrought true through work and play,
As down the years we're going,
Bring back thoughts of yesterday,
Thoughts of friends and shielding towers,
Of tomorrow's yesterday.
Gyla May Butler.
Oh may our faith be strong enough
To love all little children.
Oh may our minds be keen enough
To give them fruitful wisdom;
Oh may our hearts be great enough
To feel each small heart beating
And may our souls be pure enough
To show them life's true meaning.
Eva Jane Padley.
'Past and to come seem best, present worst."
"And as you turn the pages
Live again in yesterdays."
The class of nineteen-twenty stops,
And lingers on its way,
To recall the pleasant happenings,
That come through yesterdays.
It recalls the old time friendships
That grew, and grew, and grew,
And the faculty that loved us all,
And helped us push on through.
Now we've looked on the past with pleasure
And seek enjoyment again,
Which we shall find in the day's occupation,
And honest service to man.
"Look gladly into the past."
'The big public is dumb and silent; the editors alone have the privilege
of doing all the talking."
Editor-in-Chief Mildred Julian
Assistant Wallace Parke
Business Manager Russell Smith
Assistant Willard McEwen
Literary Editor Helen Aberg
Assistant Frances Keeling
Personal Editor Helen Olsten
Assistant Frances Keeling
Joke Editor Doris Sherman
Assistant Glen Halloran
Art Editor Dorothy Bristow
Assistant Edna Helson
Alumni Editor Ellen Luhtala
Assistant Ethel Smith
Exchange Editor Viola Barton
Assistant Marcella Black
Men's Athletics Editor. .. .Sidney Bristow
Assistant DeForest Hunt
Girls' Athletics Editor. .. .Gretchen Ewald
Assistant Helen Larson
Organization Editor Nora Tully
Assistant Rose Lumberg
Faculty Adviser Mr. C. F. Phipps
The Editor's Uneasy Chair
The common experience of the Normal student includes chairs of three
kinds. There is the chair that supports his studious moods ; the chair that
he meets weekly in Gen. Ex., and the chair at the classroom desk, that he
occupies during those rare moments when the class villain is neither study-
ing the composition of spitballs nor the most efficient way to ink-shampoo
his neighbor's curls.
But the editor's chair — miscalled an easy chair — a fated few of us
occupy in apparent luxury. Spacious is this chair — indeed! But as no
way can be discovered for reducing the size you must needs increase your-
self to the chair's capacity, or rattle about in discomfort. In your rattling
you strike a sharp corner and find the only remedy to be a bandage of new
knowledge. You lean back and jump with affright, for a moment's ease
brings the news, sharp as the tack prick, that your department will have
one blank, staring page if you dare longer loaf.
The bright finish of the varnish cracks and dullens as the final day
brings but half of your material in. A sleepless night of endless work
follows in the dull, shabby chair. The chair rests on an easy-acting swivel
that whirls you dizzily when the cold wind of criticism strikes you, and
rock you gently on the quiet breezes of appreciation. While rocking so
peacefully you note in alarm, the screw-holes emptied by the loss of re-
signing co-workers. The arms will scarcely hold in place until the ne~v
board members come to your aid. But no sooner are the screws firmly in
place than the upholstery cracks in many places at the illness of other
workers. No mending can be done until the "Flu" has passed. But in
the meanwhile, you have discovered that an editor's chair is not padded
with eider down and velvet, but merely sawdust and artificial leather.
"// you have a message for mankind — publish it."
When the Upper Case Comes Out
"Oh, what are all those boys doing in the back of the Audit-
"They are all ready to distribute the Upper Case so they take
their seats back there today. See the stack they have? Thsy
are magazines that the printing class publishes. They will be
handed to us as we pass out."
"That's interesting. How much do they cost?"
"Oh, that's the beauty of them. They don't cost a cent. The
boys do all the work and just for practice."
"The Williston Hall girls think it is fine, for just see what
they made for their Victrola from it."
"The Faculty says it is a wonderful piece of amateur work."
"The Janitors, too. They even forget to lock the library doors
for reading the jokes."
"It's Mr. Vaughn's idea. He's great!"
Let's get our copies.
'News is the mental diet of the masses."
At the Sign of the Blue Triangle
Comradeship true, sincere,
Joy buoyant and free,
Greet every girl who stops here
At the sign of the Blue Triangle.
Lessons of work and of play,
Truths simple yet great,
Are taught every girl who stays
At the sign of the Blue Triangle.
Sympathy kind and sweet,
Service untiring and willing,
Are promised every girl who seeks
For the sign of the Blue Triangle.
"To serve god without wavering, is the beginning of all wisdom."
The Brown Room
When in the rush and the hurry,
And our work all our time may demand,
We slip away out of the turmoil
Into a quieter land.
We feel in the hour that we spend there
The force of the peace and good will,
When at last we go forth to our life work
These thoughts will remain with us still.
'The road to heaven is free to all.'
The Candle Light Service
Over the living room quiet has fallen,
As girlish figures in white appear.
Sweet strains of music softly are playing,
Tis the Candle Light time of the year.
Slowly they go to the white candle tall,
To light their small candles too,
Symbols are these, to stand for the right,
To keep faith and love ever new.
Heads bowed low as the vow is said,
Hearts stirred by the visions fair.
Eyes are aglow with the dream of Youth,
To work! To serve and to share.
"As between science and religion, I choose both."
'If jolly were a pain, there would be groaning in every house."
'Amusements are good that cheer and refresh us."
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A Comedy by Hubert Henry Davies, presented in the Normal
Auditorium, March 2, 1920
Mrs. Baxter Marion Davis
Miss Roberts, a governess Nora Tully
Mr. Baxter Frank Dadds
Tom Kemp, brother to Mrs. Baxter Willard Smith
"Molluscs — order mollusca — people who spend all their energy and ingenuity in stick-
ing instead of moving. It is amazing the force a mollusc will use to do nothing, when
it would be so much easier to do something. There are things about molluscry to make
you shout with laughter; it's sad enough too."
This is the theme Mr. Davies works out, developing situations indeed to keep one "shout-
ing with laughter," yet never approaching buffoonery, meanwhile genially exposing a bit of
more or less unconscious humbuggery that — sometimes — "will happen in the best of fam-
Mrs. Baxter — the mollusc — in reality very well, is enjoying poor health rather luxuri-
ously, using her feebleness to tyrannize most absolutely over husband and governess, exact-
ing endless waiting on (not that she ever really meant to ask anyone to do anything for
her — no, no!), herself engaging only in laborious idleness, artfully balking the plans of
everyone else, and with such sweet regret! Brother Tom breezes in from Colorado. Now
comes the real play — his irritable, clumsy, masculine efforts to reform his sister; her
subtle, alert use of passivity and weakness to thwart him. But at last jealousy of the
governess puts the game in Tom's hand. Thus — Scene, the Baxter home. Present Mrs.
B., helpless on her couch, and Tom. (Conspicuously absent, Mr. B. and Miss R.) Mrs.
B. (excitedly) "They may be in the arbor!" Tom — "It's a very good place!" She — "Go
and look." He — "I won't." She — "Then I will!" And, like the Little Red Hen in
the First Reader, she did.
The mollusc is torn from her rock; her game is over! The wind-up comes swiftly; Miss
R. naively retracts an earlier refusal and accepts a permanent place in Colorado. And the
Baxters — Well, here is a suggestion: Miss R. to Tom — "You've worked a miracle!" Tom
to Miss R. (skeptically) — "Were those miracles permanent cures? We're never told!
We're never told!" And we — well, we wonder!
Newell D. Gilbert.
"Let no word escape you unsuitable to the occasion."
Behind the Scenes
What a patchwork of a picture those folks made!
Which was which and who was who?
To decide 'twas hard to do.
For each in shade was different as in trade!
Now in sexes what a mixup we have got.
There a he who was a she,
There a she who was a he,
And each of them was that which he was not!
A kaleidoscope of colors met the eye,
One in rose and one in green,
And the purple are between,
And every shade in pink and blue of the sky!
Now I saw a damsel very fair,
(But her face with paint was greasy,
Her eyes were strange and freezy,)
That is, she might be fair, out there in the glare!
Who are these wonder folk that I have seen?
Saw you not the curtain rise?
Heard you not the Ohs and Mys?
They're the folk from the world behind the scenes!
"Foster the beautiful."
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The Chinese Lantern
Presented by Senior Class, Normal School Auditorium,
Tuesday Evening, June 17, 1919
The Chinese Lantern is a comedy by Lawrence Housman. The action
takes place in the art studio of Mr. Olangsti. There are three acts. Be-
tween the second and third acts three years intervene. The time is pre-
sent. The story presents the fulfillment of the prophecy of The Star
that the person who marries Mee-Mee shall be a great artist.
Olangsti, an artist Kalherine Smith
Mrs. Olangsti, his wile Mae Flood
Yunglangsti, his son Glendora Graves
Hiti-Titi , Ruth Lohafer
Pee-ah-Bee Eleanor Parson
Han-Kin Clara Smith
Tee-Pee Neahlie Lohafer
Nau-Tee Thora Lindberg
New-Lyn Martha Hillegus
Li-Long Fern Lawton
Josi-Mosi, a rag merchant Helen Robertson
Cosi-Mosi, his brother Mildred Banker
Tikipu, a drudge Eulah Jandell
Mee-Mee, a slave girl Mary Hayes
Wiowani, an old master Margaret McTague
A Crier, Bailiffs, Citizens
"Nearly every success is due to starting right and sticking to it."
Santa Claus Shop
'Twas the night before Christmas
And in Santa's shop,
All was hurry and scurry
And all on the hop.
The toys were all finished
With the greatest of care,
While Santa, dear soul,
Lay asleep in his chair.
Soon Santa awoke,
And said with great glee,
"Oh, thank you, dear friends,
All is ready, I see."
Then out spoke the doll,
A wee little mite,
"Please, Santa, let's all
Have a party tonight."
So Santa consented
To a few minutes' spree,
And in danced the toys
'Round the big Christmas tree.
But soon 'twas ended
With tidings of joy,
And then they departed
To a DeKaib girl or boy.
A Doll's House
"I am very glad to introduce Miss Hortense Nielson, who will read for
you, "A Doll's House," by Henrik Ibsen, and the room grew quiet with
expectance. And what an evening that was! It was as if a play were
being given on the stage. Fascinated we watched her as she now took
the part of the gay, light-hearted Nora, now of stern, unfeeling Krogstad,
and again of another character, each one differing in every way from any
other one. When Nora's children rushed in to their mother, one could al-
most see them. The audience anxiously followed Nora, and when she
realized she was living in a doll's house, and being played with like a
doll by Helmer, everyone was glad for her and yet — what an emptiness
there was for Helmer, as he sat there and saw his wife pass out of her
home — his home. The only remaining hope was that the "miracle of
miracles" might happen and Nora come back, not as Helmer's "little
squirrel or lark," but as his true wife. It was all very quiet. The audi-
ence saw Nora, Helmer, and all the rest slowly fade away and leave Miss
Nielson standing there — alone.
"To believe in yourself, fills you with power to do things.'
On the evening of February fifth, under the auspices of the Men's Ath-
letics Department, the Coffer-Miller Company presented in the school au-
ditorum, the three act comedy, "The Rivals," by Richard Brinsley Sheri-
dan. Mr. Lyon read choice bits from the play, and told of the historical
significance of this comedy among dramas at the general exercise period
preceding the performance. The student body and faculty thus felt as
though they were meeting old friends when Mrs. Malaprop, Bob Acres,
Lydia Languish and Sir Lucius O'Trigger made their bows.
The action took place before a plain curtain. Changes from one char-
acter to another were lightning like, and were done so admirably that the
audience broke into spontaneous applause many times during the perform-
ance. Those who have seen various comedies played in DeKalb of late
years, did not hesitate to brand "The Rivals" as the best attraction the
Normal School has ever sponsored. Next season the Coffer-Miller Com-
pany present Shakespeare's comedy, "The Taming of the Shrew," and plans
are already being made to have them with us again.
'Opportunities — every life is full of them."
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Miss Finch'es Mammy Stories
Well, chillern, I'se gwine ter tell y' 'bout Mis Finch'es Mammy Stories.
Mis Finch she dun come ter our school an' talked, she did; an' Ise gwine
ter tell y' de reason why fer because.
Way back in Virginny, Mis Finch she had a monstrous big ole black
mammy whose pa was some fureign potentate and her ma was a African
princess an' both of 'em wuz extremely high born an' mighty sclusive like.
Course dat made her a princess, too. An', oh my chile, de stories dis ole
black mammy could tell. 'Bout de creation of de world an' how de Lord
jis got tired an' disgusted a havin' de water an' de dry land all squzz up
together an' so he jis takes things in his own han's an' squatulates 'em
apart an' puts de dry land on one side and de water on tother an' says,
says he, "Now, you-all separate yerselves an' go long 'bout your own busi-
ness," says he. An' dey did.
Nex she told 'bout Adam an' Eve mussin' roun in de garden of Edem.
An' how dat ole speckle black sarpent come a shufflin' an' a snookin' an'
a whisperin' aroun' tryin' ter hear what Adam an' Eve wuz a talkin'
about an' how Eve she jis drop right over like she had stiff religion when
she seed de ole sarpent. An' ever since dat time, when people comes a
snookin' an' a peepin' roun, folks says, "Dems Eve droppers." But Eve
she dun took de apple an' bite herself a mouthful of it an' tell Adam how
larapin it taste til Adam, masculine like, dun et de whole apple, core an' all.
An' den dis ole black mammy she tole 'bout Moses in de bull rushes an'
how ole Pharoah's daughter dat didn't have no honest ter goodness chil-
lern of her own, come a sloshin' roun gettin' her personal all mussed up a
huntin' fer de little baby Moses floatin' roun in a bull rush, an' how she
jis had ter step careful like ter keep from trompin' on de little 'Gyptians
iayin' roun thick as flies. But she wuzn't huntin' no 'Gyptians; she wuz
huntin' little Moses.
Law, chile, dat boy Moses, what a figger he must a cut in his courtin'
days, wid his horns a perjaculatin furward majestic like an' his silk hat
on de back of his haid ! De Lord must a puzzled hisself a right smart to
figger out a chariot fittin' an' sniptious enough to carry dis hif alutin Moses.
An' how she could sing! An' de songs she
could sing ! Some sorter low and mournful like
an' tothers quick and devilish. An' de way she
could roll dem lustrous eyes an' quiver dat
lonesome voice an' rock back'ards an' fur'ards
dat spressive personal of hern an' jis kinder
lather it all over wid sweet an' mournful tunes.
Bless me, ah certainly wish Miss Finch would
come agin ! S. J. V.
"// you would not be forgotten, do something worth writing."
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"Music is the speech of angels."
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We go thru life
singing on our way.
Let care and trouble
conquer whom they may.
Our part as members of the Clef
To be happy in the spirit of
the N. I. S. N. S.
On Monday eve'
neath Normal's towers grey,
You'll see a light,
hear some gay melody.
We dance, sing, work,
with right good will;
To make worth while
each day on Normal Hill.
Burdell L. Whitford.
The Valentine Party
Hearts, hearts, everywhere! What can be the reason? Oh, yes! It
is St. Valentine's day, and the night of the Treble Clef party. The kind,
old Saint must have been exceedingly generous with his hearts for the
long living room was festooned with them in every conceivable manner.
There were other hearts too, so frilled and fancifully dressed in filmy,
silken draperies that one would not recognize them, and still others —
gallant hearts — in stranger garb; hearts of a very different kind, that
lightly beat in response to the swing and sway of the gay music. But
from where did the music float? Listen! Yes, from beyond that bank
of ferns ! Dainty cupids rivalled the hearts in decoration, and who knows
but what some were busy fluttering about various other happy hearts.
The orchestra was playing, and all were dancing, only pausing a few
moments to sip the refreshing frappe. When the dancing stopped and
the last strains of Home, Sweet Home had died away, all were glad they
were Treble Clefers.
"The worst that can be said of dancing is that it is a harmless folly."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TWO
Oh, Peg!— Yes!— Ready to go to Treble Clef?— I don't think I'll go.
Had your cut ? — No, I've too much work. — Oh ! come on, Mr. Annas won't
like it if you don't show up. — Well, where's my sweater? — We've only a
couple of minutes. — Say, but that wind's cold — B-r-r-r — let me in quick —
Now for the stair. — First flight. — Second flight. — Third flight. — Ah-ha-ah-
ha. — The - last - one. — Oh, for an elevator. — There's the chord — Hurry —
Here — Present — Any business — A party — Great! — Fine! — appoint a com-
mittee — Pass the music — What is it — Rap-rap-rap — Ready — all eyes this
way. — Sing! — "Like pearls in the depths of the ocean," — Are you going
to the lecture — S-h-h ! — I've lost my place. — A little stronger, altos ! — A lit-
tle more expression — that's it. — Look up as often as you can — That's all
for that. — "A-lone in yon, cold north" — I feel it! — She stands there and
shiv - vers. — Make it sound as if she were. — Who shivers — A pine tree, of
course! — Altos, you are sharp. — Oh, he doesn't know them! — There you
are — sharp? — why you sung that rest. — That's all for that — Now — ready
— sing — without your music — D-e-e-p — R-i-v-e-r — A little more shading —
"Oh, don't you want to go" — Yes, it's about time — "to that promised land."
No use wanting in your case — Pass the music in — That's all for tonight
— Our medley! — Yes!
Treble Clef, Treble Clef,
Jolly girls are we,
Singing all our cares away
Our hearts are light and free.
Now when the Clef begins to sing,
i On every Monday night,
Some people put their windows down
And shut their doors up tight.
But others when they hear our song
Their hearts with pleasure thrill;
They give three cheers to the Treble Clef
And the girls on Normal Hill!
"Long after it was heard no more, the music in my heart I bore."
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A burst of music upon the air,
A violin flat, 'tis over there!
Where's the drummer? He's out of time!
But, Oh, cornet, you've the wrong line!
Such is a practice on Wednesday night,
When they're trying to blend the harmony right.
In General Ex. their programs delight,
For our dance they play with all their might.
They give heart to the cast, of our Normal plays,
And lighten our hearts on Commencement days.
"The orchestra hurls me wider than Uranus flies."
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Where are you going Faculty dear?
Where are you going tonight?
No matter what teacher you wish to waylay —
Tis out of the question tonight.
To Faculty Club they are going tonight.
'Tis held in Miss Whitman's room
They're eager to be there — each one has a smile,
'Tis club night for teachers tonight.
Oh, what do they do at this meeting tonight?
Oh, what do they say in there?
Is it we- who have caused such a meeting to be?
Or of frolicking do they partake?
Oh, I cannot tell you what happens in there —
'Tis rumored they feast and they play.
And have often times a lecture or two —
For more — ask Miss Parmelee.
'Happiness is everywhere."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIVE
H. A. C. Club
The H. A. C. girls have the very best times,
Just learning to be expert cooks;
Attending the meetings, once every month,
To eat, and to sing without mention of books.
The Juniors are bright and learn all about,
The microbes that fly in the air;
The best way to serve asparagus soup,
And styles they never should wear.
As Seniors they learn how to calculate,
The calories each one should eat;
And lunches they serve at the lowest rate;
The H. C. of L. they defeat.
'Eat good food, it is the best investment possible."
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Hats! Hats! Hats!
Do you happen to possess a pert pot-hook of a nose, combined with other
unlovely features? Or did the Good Looks Fairy endow you with all
the gifts essential to external attractiveness? Whether her gifts were
good or bad there is a way to enhance the one and minimize the other,
once you have learned a secret.
Perhaps you had not even guessed there was a secret until one day there
bloomed in the foyer such an extraordinary garden. Queer brown stems
growing right out of long tables, and blooming atop each stem a gorgeous
blossom of a hat, all wrought by the magic of the millinery girls.
And such a variety of blossoms ! Hats turned up and hats turned down ;
floppy hats, scoopy hats, sedate hats and saucy hats, meek hats and mili-
tant hats, going-to-church hats, going-to-somewhere-else hats, with no two
just alike. It was evident from the diversity of styles that the Good Looks
Fairy had bestowed just as many varieties of noses, for that is part of the
secret. Your hat must be made to exactly suit your particular combin-
ation of nose and eyes and all the rest of you. A large, lady-like black
satin hat belongs only to a tall lady who deports herself with dignity, while
a little round, saucy, brown hat, boasting a smart red ornament, must
only adorn a little round, red-cheeked, brown-haired girl. Whereat it ap-
pears that the wrong hat may not only do frightful damage to one's ap-
pearance, but may proclaim a most serious-minded person to be a frivolous
And the rest of the secret? If the hat is to be just right for you, you
must know how to make it yourself. Consider the reward of such knowl-
edge. A yard of silk, a bit of wire, a bit of straw, and presto ! a coveted
thirty dollar hat may be reproduced at any time for $3.50. Indeed, one
may have two hats where she could formerly only afford to purchase one.
Not vanity this, but thrift.
So this is the secret and the philosophy of hat-making: that one must
be what her hat says she is, but she must be very careful of what she
makes her hat say about her.
'The secret of happiness is never to let your energies stagnate."
PAGE (INK HUNDRED SEVEN
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Living Up to T. H. E.
The members of the T. H. E. need strong will power to resist all the
temptations set before them. It is not easy to say, "No, thank you,"
when a plate of creamy fudge, which would melt in your mouth, or some
fluffy white pop corn is offered to you. Eight glasses of liquid look like
an enormous amount to drink every day, but gulp it down! It will soon
become a habit.
The rules are always before us saying, "Don't" or "Do" but we treasure
the emblems we have earned by obeying them, and cherish memories of
hikes and picnics.
Bertha M. Holbrook.
"The routine of right habits insures promptness and regularity of action.'
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHT
Feeling the need for an organization among the men of the school, late
in the winter quarter, discussion of the situation led to the forming of a
club among the senior men. Since this organization was iormed to fur-
ther social conditions among the men, a name was chosen which embodied
this consideration, and the club is called Confreres.
Membership is of two types, active and associate. Men students when
elected become active members, and the faculty men may be chosen as
associates. Due to the fact that organization was necessary, the senior
men were given privilege of being charter members, and the following
men have the honor of being the lounders of what is hoped will be per-
petuated by future generations of men students: Sidney Bristow, wix
Garner, Claude Middleton, Frank Dadds, John Garner, Willard Smith,
Russell Smith, Glenn Hallaron and Carleton Root.
All men now in school during the winter term of 1920 were declared
automatically elected to membership, and that privilege was extended by
public notice. These men will be initiated according to a set ritual which
embodies the principles of the organization — those of a social nature.
The plan for membership is such that the organization will be carried
over from year to year by the senior men, the junior men being elected
at the beginning of each new school year. The basis for membership is
an actual participation or marked inclination to participate in student
The activities of the Confreres will cover a wide field. Already they are
propagating plans for many beneficial changes and social events. Such
organizations are now doing much for the men in some of the other normal
schools, and Northern Normal wants to be equally progressive.
Robert Guy Buzzard.
Without Our Clubs
Can you imagine what life here would be like if it weren't for the T. H. E.,
the Y. W. C, A., the girls' and the boys' basket ball teams, the Treble Clef,
the Dramatic Club, the Helen Club, the Ruth Club and what not?
Organizations create "pep", make the school alive. They help give var-
iety to General Ex. Do you remember how cleverly the T. H. E. worked
out their slogan for us, how the girls basket ball team announced their
game with Aurora? The faculty smile and seem to be glad when they
know there is to be an organization stunt. Of course, they know they
are going to see something good and all for nothing. What would Friday
and Saturday nights be like without a basket ball game, a Junior or Senior
party, or one like our Washington party, or other social affairs planned by
the different organizations? Wouldn't we all be applying for a job as
matron in some Old Ladies' Home, or a cook in some Orphan Asylum ?
"Start off the day with a laugh and you needn't worry about the rest of the day."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINE
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The Helen Club
I thought I'd like to join a club,
Which would relax my brain;
A club which gave a lot of spreads,
And liked to entertain.
I decided on "The Helen Club,"
The name sounds very cozy.
So I set off to join it
With outlook clear and rosy.
When I arrived they asked my name,
I told them, "Madeline,"
And when they asked by middle name
I said, "It's Eveline."
They said, "You will not do at all
'Cause Helen's not your name,
That is one requirement —
Our one and only aim."
So just to spite 'em, guess I'll form
A "Madeline Club" only,
As I'm the only one in school
It will be rather lonely.
"Most of the born leaders of men are women."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TEN
The Ruth Club
See that girl go tearing down the hall,
She has so many goodies; what if she should fall!
Where is she going this early Wednesday eve?
To the Ruth Club meeting, I surely do believe.
She stops at her own room, and sets the goodies down,
And soon eight other Ruths come trooping in, without a frown.
As soon as all are present, one Ruth calls the meeting,
Another Ruth takes the money that will be spent in eating.
The other Ruths are helping, and lending a hand,
And all the Ruths are laughing and chatting as fast as they can.
Helen Corey is our cook,
Helen Shaffer, our music book,
Helen Thomsen, the one that's tall,
Helen Corbin, shortest of us all.
Helen Vogel hasn't grown far,
Helen Larson, our basket ball star.
Helen Ingraham from us went,
Helen Heath was then president
Helen Beebe is our secretary,
Helen Blackman's notices never vary.
Helen Hunt can also cook,
Helen Gundry has another outlook.
"Did you ever feel how it stings to be slighted?'
PAGE ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN
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Pay Night at the Rickard Club
Sing a song of "pay night,"
Students in a row.
Parke with his little book,
Makes your change look low.
"Hurry now, step quickly,
Get your receipt and go,
Girls! I've no time for fooling.
Come, pay me what you owe."
"Now there! Supper's ready,
Late we'll surely be.
What have we? Cake or cookies?"
"Pay your board and see."
Rickard Club Days
Does the studying and the strife
Of Normal school life,
Really make you tired after all?
You'll be wishing some day
You could just run away,
And answer the Rickard Club call.
You'll find joy and peace,
Where cares always cease,
Back there beneath the old club roof.
Let the "Dorm" student praise
Her Williston Hall days,
While the real things wait,
Away on the edge
Of the Normal School ledge,
For the joys of the Rickardite.
You'll find joy and peace,
Where cares always cease,
Back there beneath the old club roof.
"To keep your own secret is wisdom, to expect others to do so is folly.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TWELVE
A Righte Excellente Recipe
Well Tested & Proved; for
a Merrie Malsyne for y c
Twentie Seconde Daye of Y e
A goodlie companie of y e ladyes and y e gentlemen, with their righte
semely Wyves, myxed welle together in that weste room, whence come
ofte tymes y e savorie odors & y e whyte garmented maydes. Y e candles,
bye their warm & kindlie glowe, dystyngyshying not too clearly y e Spin-
sterre Facultie from y e favoured Facultie Wyfe. An plentie-fulle Sprynk-
elynge of gaye talke & revelrye. Delectable vyctualles, y e fragrante
dyshes of tea — y e toothsome facymyles of y e hatchette, whereby y e vera-
cyous father of his Countree did fell y e cherrie tree — y e cherryes thate
grewe on thate Tree. Y e whole, savoured & garnished bye y e comely
maydes & their moste gracyous Mistresse. So pleasurefulle to y e eye and
spyrite be they, I adde in y e gaye flowered gownes & decent kerchief ; with
flypantte curls & merrie eyes & withalle so mindful of their prettyest cour-
tesyes, y e faire Priscilla and y e greate Dame, y e Mistress Washington
could well them envie. Should y e maydes wishe againe to compounde y e
selfe-same myxture, here sette forthe, y e geste give full solemne word
they be notte wrothe nor loathe.
"Fortune, or misfortune, is either good or poor management."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN
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The Washington Party
Listen, my children, and you shall hear,
Of the Washington party, the best of the year.
A wondrous company assembled at eight,
To list to a program of earlier date.
The men with white wigs greeting gay ladies fair.
Hoop skirts were the fashion, puffed skirts, powdered hair.
The hours flew merrily, and so did our feet,
And for such a gay time we always shall meet.
'You must be in fashion, is the utterance."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTEEN
At Home in the Library
"Oh, what's the use of reading this stuff?" I look up to see several
yawns and immediately forsake "the political parties" myself. The maga-
zine table looks tempting but it is occupied. Nearby, a young man with
his head on his hand, trying to fathom a "math" problem, is disturbed
by noisy Juniors whose minds are wandering from the faculties' favorites
which they have taken from the reserve shelves. In the other corner one
of the librarians is patiently reserving books for the three-thirty rush.
Traffic begins down the grand promenade. The Faculty come one at a
time, the Seniors in twos, and the Juniors by the bunch. A little lady
comes in the east door with her hands full of papers; looks wearily from
side to side and soon goes back followed by a theme writer. An excited
Senior comes in from interviewing a "supt." and starts a coffee-house dis-
cussion at our table. The bell jingles loudly and after a pause there is a
shuffle and chatter from the uttermost parts of the building. They march,
saunter, and straggle through the grand promenade, half of them forget-
ting to put on their silencers. The politicians, athletes, and society folk be-
siege the newspaper table. The last ones hurry off to their classes and
quiet reigns again.
Gyla M. Butler.
"The easiest way for getting a reputation of being deep, is to keep still."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTEEN
In Long Ago
Would you visit a land of fancy,
Of visions of long ago,
Relics and wealth of many climes,
Treasure and art and curio?
Then come to the Page Museum
And, as you wander through,
You'll see strange sights and wonder
If it really can be true,
That the Chinese women wore those shoes
On their tiny crippled feet;
Or if grandfather used that wooden yoke,
Driving oxen through the street;
Or maybe a Mexican bandit
Once wore that high crowned hat.
Oh, see this lace from the Philippines,
How can they make it like that?
Over here in the colonial room
Are things from the long ago,
A stately old four-poster
With its patchwork quilt, just so;
A tiny yellow cricket,
Arid a wooden cradle, low.
At one side, near the window
A drop leaf table stands,
Bringing visions of family dinners
And happy holiday plans.
An ancient iron caldron,
A spinning wheel of old ;
Splint bottomed chairs to sit on,
A mirror with frame of gold.
A grandfather's clock in the corner
Which no longer ticks the hours,
Its solemn, ancient face
Bedecked with a spray of flowers ;
A hair covered trunk, scarred and tattered
From travel for many a day,
Perhaps in a prairie schooner
O'er a long and dangerous way.
These, amid countless others,
Are some of the things you'll see,
When you visit the Page Museum
The Museum of History. Pearl Murray.
'History is the register of lessons which time has written for us.'
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTEEN
The Friendly Living Room
Such good times as we have had in the large friendly living room at
Williston Hall. Its soft, tinted walls, its lazy chairs and big davenports,
all invite us to little groups and soon we are telling everything; how mis-
chievous the boys and girls were this morning; how Johnnie fell out of
the swing and hurt his knee ; how we disgraced ourselves before our
critic — and a Supt. too. Or perhaps we forget our school work and ex-
press our opinion of the date that Flo had last night; the new man at
Normal, the millinery array, or the party we didn't have — "for religious
reasons." The magazine table displays enticing stories which drive dull
care away. The Brunswick and the open piano, with its load of music,
send out alluring appeals and we're ready to answer. So fly the minutes
until that warning study bell doth ring — too soon, too soon! Many are
the parties we owe you, friendly living room; the formal dances when the
living room is changed to some new fairy place and girls in soft, fluffy
dresses — oh, never before have they looked so pretty — move in and out.
Ruth S. Miller.
"East or west, home is best."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTEEN
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The Penny Drill
Springfield said we didn't need a Victrola to complete our education.
Such an unwise suggestion could not be accepted by the Williston Hall
girls and they decided that their shoulders, already almost bent double by
their school duties, must shoulder one more burden. Not many of them,
however, made donations of a hundred dollars or so. Therefore, some
plan for the accumulation of money was necessary. So every Thursday
night the girls took from their bulging pocketbooks, all the coppers in sight.
In the absence of coppers, they were not ejected from the dormitory if they
rose to the occasion of a nickel. The girls, Miss Branch leading, then
formed in line out in the hall and as they passed into the dining room
dropped their donations into a jar on the table in the middle of the room.
The fund grew — not rapidly, but steadily and hopefully, the girls have
volunteered to keep up the good work even after the Brunswick (for that
is what we purchased) is paid for, in order that there may be a fresh sup-
ply of Dardanella records on hand.
The supper bell rang at five thirty and for fifteen or twenty minutes the
dining room was filled with a cheerful hum of voices. At six the scene
had changed completely. It was as if a fairy had waved her wand over
the place. The tables were stacked and the floor was waxed. An interim
of two hours and there was a sudden burst of music and gaiety ; seemingly
causing the very atmosphere to throb to the time of the music as happy
dancers glided across the floor. So every heart, light and carefree, lost
itself to intermingle with the rest, and all were one. But the fairy waved
her wand all too soon ; the music stopped ; the scene was a dining room
Many times has the fairy waved her wand over the place and given us
pleasure. She forgets no one for there are games and card tables for
those who do not care to dance. We shall never forget these informal
parties at Williston Hall, they will be happy memories with us as we go
out into the world.
"We are happy in this hall."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETEEN
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For the Teams
Come on you Normal Team,
Our chance for loss is slight,
Come on you Normal Team,
With all your strength and might.
Come on you Normal Team
We know you'll win the fight.
There'll be a hot time at Normal tonight.
Come on you team, team, team,
It's up to you to win.
Come on you team, team, team,
We never will give in,
For when you throw that ball
They'll have no score at all.
There'll be a hot time at Normal tonight.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TWENTY
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In athletics, as in everything else, the great war compelled tremendous
modifications. For the most part it brought about either a greatly limit-
ed amount or complete cessation. Interest was centered in a contest of all
absorbing dimensions elsewhere played.
Thus it came about that when the officials pronounced the big game
ended, the deeply-rooted interest in native sports blossomed forth afresh,
and, if anything, with a vigor greater than ever before. And, so, when
Normal opened in the fall of '19, and some thirty young men, mostly from
overseas, had come daily to hang their hats in the cloakroom, it was evi-
dent that something nad to be done. It was too late for football ; basket-
ball was the one immediately available sport, and consequently affairs
were so regulated as to begin practice about November first.
Experienced men were interested : Cannon, Garner, Winterhalter, Mid-
dleton, Bristow, Albertson, King, in fact all the squad, had played in High
School or in Normal. The problem was only to find the right combination
of men, learn the plays and get conditioned physically.
It was thought, too, that Normal ought to enter a larger field of ath-
letics. Consequently games were arranged with Old Normal and Eureka
College, as well as with old time rivals. In addition new opponents nearer
home were added to the schedule. An unusually long season was the re-
sult. The first game was played with Lewis Institute on November
twenty-second, and the last with the American Legion on April second.
Unfortunately the coal strike compelled the abandonment of the trip into
foreign lands to meet Old Normal and Eureka, and, as a result, no return
games with them were possible. In spite of that fact, however, the
schedule as it stands is by far the best Normal has ever had.
And as a step toward the realization of that desirable position which
Normal must some day hold, the past season must be reckoned the longest
ever taken. To look backward, however, is not the habit of youth. The
institution must be youthful ; she must look forward. And in the records
of the year both behind and ahead, that of '19-'20 shall stand as one de-
serving remark and respect. But "On, Normal, On !"
R. E. W.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-ONE
Deliberation, calculation, speculation
The air is filled with din,
Hesitation, expectation, animation,
And the ball is inside the rim.
Aggravation, consternation, jollification,
As usual we think we'll win,
Affirmation, alleviation, realization,
Three cheers for our boys in the gym.
The whistle has blown, a rush and a tumble and the game has started.
The cheering, "Come on, Normal!" "Go to it, Normal!" "That's a fine
play, right in the basket. Now! Fine! Rah! Rah! for Normal!" And
a score is made. Back to the center for another send off amid the cheers
of, "Go Normal, go," "you are going to win," the ball sped towards Nor-
mal's goal. "Come Winterhalter, put her in, that's the boy, we knew you
would do it! Rah! Rah! Come, Normal, raise the score." The first
quarter is over, Normal is in the lead. "Come, let's give a cheer for our
boys," says our cheer leader. "What's the matter with the team?
They're all right ! Who's all right? The team." Of course we're all right
ready to push into the next quarter. Garner leads off with two baskets.
Winterhalter follows it with another. Time passes. "Rah ! Rah !" For
Normal is leading at the end of the first half. Some one starts sing-
ing, "Like a castle on the hill." Instantly everyone is on his feet and
how the gym re-echoes with the voices. It is time to start over. "Get
into it Normal. Come Normal beat them, we know you can and will."
That's fine, two more added to our score. "Bang!" What's the matter
with Cannon, did he get knocked out? Oh, no, he is going to play again.
Come, give nine Rahs for Cannon. Oh, there King made a foul, it didn't
hurt his feelings either, see him smile. He aways smiles during a game.
Garner put it in the basket. Oh, time is almost up. I hope we make
another basket. Ah, I knew we would. That was a long shot. Time is
up. Did we win? I should say we did.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED TWENTY-TWO
Basket Ball Boys' Banquet
Act I. — The curtain rises.
About thirty festively dressed young ladies and gentlemen gathered
in the hall outside the Domestic Science dining room on the eve of March
eighteenth. The occasion was a banquet in honor of the Normal Basket
Ball Team — the team that has done such splendid work during the past
season. Before entering the dining room the boys and their partners were
all introduced to the guests of honor, Dr. and Mrs. Brown and Mr. and Mrs.
Act II. — The feast begins.
The room was lighted by the soft glow from green candles placed on
three long tables. By means of placards, each guest found his place at one
of the tables and upon all being seated the dinner was served. The dinner
consisted of four courses, prepared and served by the Domestic Science
girls, under the supervision of Miss Neptune, and was a triumph in culinary
At the conclusion of the dinner, Mr. Wager, who coached the boys, gave
a talk, speaking of the boys and their work, and then introduced Dr.
Brown. Very eagerly the young men responded when each one was called
upon to express his own sentiments. In one way their talks were all sim-
ilar — they were rather conspicuous by their lack of length. Mr. Annas was
among the guests, and between the talks he played and everyone joined
in the singing of school and popular songs.
Act III. — The curtain falls.
When speech failed everyone, they adjourned to the foyer where Mr.
Annas again furnished music, this time for dancing. At ten o'clock the
festivities ceased and all started for home. It was one of the most success-
ful parties ever held, and will undoubtedly be repeated each year. Per-
haps everyone didn't do it, but it may be safely said that everyone felt like
singing, as they strolled homeward, "The End of a Perfect Day."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE
Down in Our Alley
"Set 'em up, Jonesy."
"Yes, wouldn't that be nice. But I did the formalities yesterday, so I
won't argue with you if you insist on doing them today."
"Well, let's flip up for it. Odd man sets 'em up for the gang. Every-
body who isn't broke get in on this, if you want to bowl."
"That's fair enough. The lady on the quarter didn't like to look at Wix."
"Boy, show Garner to the pit. Make him take his coat off. That's the
"Come on, Swede ! Strike 'em out."
"Spare! Your're up, Jonesy."
The alleys are indeed a source of infinite pleasure to the fellows, espec-
ially from noon on. They are over-worked and the waiting list amuses it-
self with a few basketballs, the rings, gym apparatus and so forth. Good
scores are made often and several of the best bowlers even admit they are
in the "200" class. Novelties are numerous, both in shots and shooters —
Deak's two specialities are knocking down five strikes for a score of 120 or
so, and smashing Tungsten globes with his head. Midds lovable little
stunt is to be last man out at noon and throw all the balls down the alleys
just 16 see them roll. Jonesy has a mysterious influence over "Mac" and
always has nim set up the pins first. By the time it is "Mac's" turn to
bowl the bell rings for Jonesy's fifth hour class and he is sorry, but he has
to go. Wix takes the bacon when it comes to luck — or maybe it is accuracy
— I don't know.
Long live the bowling alleys ! We could not exist without them.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-TWO
The success of the basketball season led to much discussion of baseball
prospects, and late in the winter term it was decided that Northern Normal
must be represented on the diamond as well as on the indoor court. Con-
siderable difficulty was experienced in organization due to the fact that no
regular coach is available. Mr. Wager who had handled basketball did not
desire to continue athletic work, Mr. Oakland has too full a program
because of his connection with the city school system, hence guidance of
the baseball season fell upon Mr. Buzzard of the department of geography.
Requisition was made upon the department of education in Springfield
for the necessary equipment, and this requisition has been accepted.
Probably some delay will be experienced due to the difficulty with which
certain types of athletic supplies may be purchased. The 1917 uniforms
are still brave in their blue stripes and crimson lettering, and the team
will present a neat appearance upon the field.
Due to the lateness of the decision to indulge in the national sport,
arranging a schedule is being quite a problem. Most schools arranged
dates for games during the winter. Consequently Northern Normal finds
that few available dates exist, and these come practically at the same time
during the season. At present writing it is not possible to give a complete
schedule. Wheaton College will be met on the Northern Normal diamond
only, as Wheaton is not able to arrange for a return game. Aurora College
will be met both at Aurora and at DeKalb. Mt. Morris is to be treated
in the same manner. Concordia College of Oak Park is most anxious to
avenge the only defeat handed them during the last season before the war
period, but since they cannot give a return game, Concordia will not be met.
Negotiations are now on between Northern Normal and the following
schools, and from them the remainder of the schedule will be made: St.
Bede's College of Peru, St. Viator's of Bourbonnais, Chicago Technical Col-
lege, Chicago Y. M. C. A. College, Joliet Junior College, Platteville Normal
Wisconsin, Augustana College of Rock Island, and the Western Normal at
What degree of success shall Northern Normal expect on the diamond?
Would that it might be foretold at present writing ! Baseball material is
more plentiful than that for basketball. The fighting spirit is now abroad.
We know that men of Northern Normal are equal to or superior in basketry,
among Northern Illinois college men, why not in pounding the horsehide?
Several of the prospective candidates have had what may be termed semi-
professional experience, and many others have played on their respective
high school teams. The superintendent of grounds has promised that the
playing field will be one of the best in northern Illinois ; the state is furnish-
ing all needed equipment; the faculty are giving all possible support; the
student body is enthusiastic for the game; — and now, Mr. Weather Man,
Robert Guy Buzzard.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-THREE
Of all women's athletics here, perhaps, basketball is the most popular and
the most beneficial to the individual. More than twenty-five girls came
out for basketball this year. Many of them have had supervised athletics
during all of their school life. Some have had practically no athletics and
have never seen a basketball game. However, each is welcomed with the
same enthusiasm and upon an equal basis for making good.
Unselfish cooperation and fair play is the basis of all team work, through
which a girl may learn self-reliance and responsibility. If a sense of honor
and loyalty is made to mean anything, a girl must stand bravely by her
team in defeat or victory. It is a great thing to learn to be a good loser ;
to share victory and feel that some one else has done as much as one's self
to win it. ' The spirit to be striven for is not grim determination to win
at any cost, but the exhilaration and joy of playing.
This spirit should not only exist among the players but should spread
throughout the school body and faculty. School spirit is to a school what
patriotism is to one's country. The enthusiasm and spirit which the school
body and faculty show in athletics gives the team a greater incentive for
playing a clean and fast game. The very play spirit and team work should
tend to break up all antagonistic feelings among the girls and should cre-
ate a common spirit of comradeship.
The spirit in basketball this year has been of that latter type. This
spirit has been largely made possible through our coach, Miss Foster. Her
enthusiasm and sympathy for the play-spirit in girls has influenced many
in realizing the real value of athletics. Her sense of humor and good com-
radeship makes for the social spirit among the girls. In coaching she
works for ideal playing a little beyond that which the players can accom-
plish, but which develops each for individual efficiency. Her helpful spirit
and patience influences the spirit of the players, as does her willingness
to help every girl.
The women's basketball season has been a very successful one this year,
and we hope that the standardization of athletics next year will tend to
create a finer school spirit and be an incentive to always strive to attain
the ideal. Ruth Poley.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FOUR
Well, here we are in the gym,
Twenty strong, decked in gym suits,
The Seniors had early arrived
To meet in the gym new girls en masse,
In uniform all a-quake and a-quiver
Imagining their role in initiation.
That night: High stepping, shoe hunting, tipsy aero-planing.
Later : Led thru dark uncanny halls to eats a plenty.
Red headache bands, green anklets, gym shoes — to tell
To the Basket Ball
You're so true dancing ball, they all say,
You've made the score on many a day —
Round and round from one to one,
Never tiring till the game is done.
Suddenly again you're thrown so high;
Then you feel your owner's look and hear his sigh,
And even though you touched the rim,
You refuse for others to roll within.
With you we make the straightest aims;
With you we win the hardest games.
You're the one with nerve and grit,
Which proves to all that you are IT.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-FIVE
A girl is not often found
Who's so popular all the way 'round.
As Ruth Poley this year.
A captain without peer,
For her judgment's always been sound.
With Helen alert in her place
There's no foe we're not able to face.
Can she make every basket?
You don't need to ask it —
When it comes to that she's an ace.
Beatrice Carmichael's center so true,
When she's playing, the girls can't feel blue.
On the bat-off, she's there
With a confident air,
Then she does what she finds to do.
Gert Dennis, as all of us know,
Is a guard to fight any foe.
Altho she's not tall,
She can get the ball
And send it where it most needs to go.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SIX
Our girls are unusually blest,
Their coach is one of the best —
Her name, it is Foster,
We're glad we've not lost 'er
For few could stand under their test.
There's another guard adding fame
To the glory we already can claim.
She sticks like Le Page's,
Her spirits contagious,
And Gertrude Thoman's her name.
Ton what magic food does she feed,
This Ethel Smith to get speed?
Now she's here, now she's there
'Fore her opponent's aware
That her forward's no laggard indeed.
Ruth Gilbert's a player of might,
In a game she's full of the fight!
She's got a good rep,
Just oceans of pep,
And she gets every ball that's in sight.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-SEVEN
The Junior-Senior Game
The players all stood ready,
Each girl's face tense and flushed,
The side lines ceased their talking
And every voice was hushed.
The center's short, sharp signals
Rang thru the quiet gym.
The whistle blew! Two arms shot up
The game began with vim.
The ball scarce touched the floor at all
So quickly did it fly,
From one girl's hands into the next
Or towards the basket high.
The guards, they guarded closely,
The forwards battled well.
The center's confidential spirit
No mishap e'er could quell.
One basket in! And then one more!
The great room rang with cheers,
The first half ends. Rah! Rah! Seniors!
The score is three to four.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT
The Junior-Senior Game — Continued
Again the whistle sounds its call,
The contest starts anew.
With pep, each player plays the game
Bound to see it thru.
The Junior girls with teeth set tight
Try to even up the score.
The Seniors, using every means,
To make their baskets more.
The minutes seemed like seconds,
Just three more minutes still.
Are we discouraged, Seniors?
No ! we fought with might and will.
At last the game was ended,
The Juniors shouted with glee.
We'd lost the game, eleven to four
A right good score, you see.
We, therefore, can't be mournful,
Because we all agree
That the Juniors played a splendid game
And so, in fact, did we.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-NINE
Alice's Adventure in Normal Land
On February 13th
As Alice gazed about her she felt curiouser and curiouser. At one end
of the room was this sign
"Oh, dear," thought Alice, "What does that mean? Are these people
going to haul clubs or are they going to club the hall? Oh, how shall I
Just as Alice was getting into a perplexing discussion with herself over
this question, six girls in black and white came running out.
"Oh," thought Alice, "Maybe I can find out now how they haul clubs or
"The Doormouse," explained to Alice that the Clubs were the black and
reds and the Halls the black and whites.
She didn't understand this but she was too polite to interrupt so she
watched the mouse's tail and the rest of this tale appeared this way to
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY
RAH ! RAH !
RAH ! RAH !
Soon the game
was on and
Alice watched a
throwing of the
ball. The whistle
blew and the
girls left the
floor and drank
from a bottle labeled
"Drink me, Lemme Aid."
The rooters gave peppy yells.
The board said
RAH ! RAH !
RAH ! RAH !
and Alice decided
they were going to
"haul the club." During
the peppy last half intense
interest was there. When
the end came Alice decided that
they had "clubbed the hall."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-ONE
Heard at Practice
"All right, girls, organize your teams and get some signals. Reds this
way, yellows that. (This rather indefinite statement is further explained
by a glance at each basket.) (Whistle) I didn't hear any signals then.
Reds out! 1-2-3. Oh, girls! that's terrible bunching. Good one! She
wouldn't have made that basket though if it hadn't been for your pass.
Come on now girls — use some team work — Good! Running guard where
are you? — why aren't you up here? Shoot it! Oh, there was no reason
for not making that basket. Spread out! All right play it. Why did-
n't you signal? Good sticking. Signal! — Signal! Girls this isn't foot-
ball. Yellow out. Center what are you doing with that ball? — get out
where you belong. Hard luck! Where are your false signals? Use
them. A fine pass. Shoot! That shows what good team work will do.
Rest a minute. Miss — off, Miss — on. Change baskets. Now girls,
spread out. Jump here. Foul — didn't keep you arm behind you. Make
it! Good! All right, go ahead. Break that up — get in there, guard.
Jump. Too bad — it should have gone in — Shoot! That was as good as
a pass. Stick to your man more. Won't go in — too straight a shot.
There's no need of wiping up the floor, girls. Good work. Where was
your unguarded signal? — Make it! — A pretty one! We'll try one more
bat off. Quick work. Girls, you showed some good team work tonight and
you put up a good fight, too. There were some nice baskets made. I
think we have a pretty good proposition here, don't you? That's all
girls — leave your strings. Gertrude Dennis.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-TWO
The Sandwich Man
I never saw a Sandwich man
I never hoped to see one.
'Till the other day in General Ex.
There came a very real one.
He hurried up and down the aisles
A bell he rang quite loudly,
"We'll win that Elgin game! We'll win!"
It seemed to sing out proudly.
Did you see the Elgin game?
Our team worried before the game, but
Normal won, 31-4.
Our team worried before the game, but
Those girls certainly showed fine spirit.
This game wasn't as peppy as the Rockford one, but
At that we won, 12-4.
What's the matter with the team?
They're all right!
Who's all right?
The Team !
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-THREE
B - Il ksWrW ^tll^ m g
Hark, to the noise of that blaring sound!
See the parades that are marching round!
Hear how the cheers resound and rebound
"The Armistice 'signed!" "The Armistice 'signed!"
The cries pound the great news into the mind.
The sidewalks and streets with people are lined,
Crying out, crying out, "The Armistice ' signed !"
"Peace. * * * * Peace.
Christ grant the world a lasting peace."
Peace — the eternal hope of nations drowned in war.
Peace — the paradise promised by every religion.
We were at war — and now we are at peace.
We cried out long before the cannon's noise would cease.
And with panting breath we arrived at the threshold of dawn
Bearing with us victory — life, love, liberty — peace.
And in the glory of the rising sun perceive the dead,
Leave to the desolate silences the tear,
And bring to the hearthstone of your life
The regenerate powers of sacrifice and hope.
List to the whispering wind,
"Peace * * * Peace."
It is a promise.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-FOUR
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Better Speech Week
We'd set aside a week by name of "Better Speech,"
It's days we spent in study, toil, one and each,
We strove to speak the language our lustrous forbears spoke,
We learned, our teachers taught us,
Hearts were broken, not were broke!
We'd set aside our slang, ourselves we were no more!
We conversed with Mr. Webster our daily word to score,
We said "good-bye" to "gosh" and "darn" and all that sort
We won! And Friday found us slang broken!
Better speech our king!
'Every year, one vicious habit rooted out in time ought to make the worst man good:
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-FIVE
A Critic's Dream
*? CRITIC in the night, in the dark, dark night,
Had a dream, oh, a dreadful dream:
She dreamed that she died and to Peter applied
To sing by the golden stream.
Then Peter did glare at the critic there,
And said in an awful voice,
"Oh, daring woman! Oh, woman, you dare
Without penance to sing and rejoice, —
Without penance to sing and rejoice?"
Said she to the saint, "What is the complaint,
And what penance do you demand?
Oh, have I not toiled, and have I not wailed?
In spite of all this, am I cann'd?"
"You must hurry away for a month and a day,
To the school which your students conduct,
And there all the day, without fail you must stay,
Noting down all wrong things they instruct, —
Noting down all wrong things they instruct."
"But, Peter, how cruel, to make such a rule,
A punishment, oh, so drear,
Why can't you amend it, I can only stand it
For a day, or two days, Peter, dear."
"Like Wilson, I'll not change a comma or dot."
Cried Peter, his eyes agleam.
Just then in the night, the critic awoke
To find it was only a dream, —
To find it was only a dream.
'Not till we are old is it that we learn to know what we met with when young."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-SIX
What You Are to Us
IRST of all you are folks, real live folks, human as we all are,
with our likes and dislikes, our own fashion of doing things, our
own manner of expressing ourselves, our own ways of feeling and
understanding. Wouldn't this be a tiresome place to live in if we
were not so different '! But to be "folks" means more than being a per-
son — it means you are our people; we are especially interested in your
goings and comings; you "belong," and once having become one of us, you
remain so, whether you live here or elsewhere, whether your big problem
lies in the schoolroom or outside it, whether you want to or not.
Beyond this you a special kind of person. Therein lies our real interest
in you. What inheritance you have had, what your environment has done
for you, what you are doing with your abilities, what possibilities lie be-
fore you with these as a background all these make "you." And you
are a constant revelation. We never know the all of you any more than
we know all about any one of our own folks. But with the understanding
we have, we try to add our bit to your personality.
With these two things in mind, we come to the fact that you are a
teacher. Your immediate problem is to help each individual child to take
care of himself, to make the most of himself. Your tools must be good,
in good condition, modern; your ways of doing your work should be the
best; your standards, ideals, should be the highest; the result should be
your guide and test of future tools and methods.
And so we criticize.
"The next thing to having wisdom ourselves is to profit by that of others."
PAGE. ONE HUNDRED FORTY-SEVEN
The Training School
How we love the Training School,
With all its girls and boys
Just bubbling over with laughter,
And making a great deal of noise.
How the children trip up the stairway,
And hurry through the halls,
As the last bell rings through the building,
And calls, and calls, and calls.
They sometimes come to school early,
For just a chat with you,
To tell of the parties they've had,
And what they'd like to do.
They're good at clever joking,
And sometimes the joke's on you —
For you looked from the window that morning,
And heard them call, "April Fool !"
"He that gives good advice and good wisdom, builds with both hands.'
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-EIGHT
At the Glidden
At the Glidden School house window
Gazing calmly o'er the way,
There's a critic teacher sitting, and
I know she thinks o' me;
For the careless board work lesson
And the dusty erasers say:
"Come you back you student teacher,
Come you back without delay!"
Come you back without delay !
Linger not as if you may ;
Can't you feel your right ear burning
Ere you meet her on the way ?
On the road without delay
For your shirking now to pay —
And the shivers up your spine
Do not calm your fears away.
When the warnings are all over
And I feel at ease once more,
She gets her little notebook out and
Looks it through and through.
With her arm upon my shoulder
She starts right in anew:
"Your arithmetic is coming fine
Have history do that too !"
By the blackboard with a pointer,
Drilling tables with a will,
Or in planning reading projects,
In a grade school far away,
You will have a grateful feeling
For old Glidden and its critics
You would gladly hear them say:
"Come you back you student teacher,
Come you back without delay!"
"Experience is a jewel, for it is often purchased at an infinite rate."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FORTY-NINE
When Our Checks Come In
How are we student teachers compensated for our daily labors with the
children in the practice schools ? Our checks come with interesting irreg-
ularity and vary widely in value. The fact is due partly to the fact that we
are doing piece work instead of receiving pay for the time spent at our
posts. Our checks are not recognized by the bank or merchants. Even
we may not always receive the full benefit from our checks, for they must
be endorsed with a smile and cashed with appreciation.
Our first check comes in the form of a pleasant word of commendation
from our critic teacher for the model teaching of a poem. But alas! the
next day a bill to exceed our account appears — not one child remembers so
much as a line of the poem. And after attempting to bring out the beauty
of this verse one child persists in speaking of the "fleasy snow" as though
it were the infested coat of a stray dog.
But practice teaching is a wellpaying employment the next day, for we
are overwhelmed with wealth. Mary Helen's mother is visiting and being
the first visitor of the term has worked a charm with the children. They
become little models of industry and recite like wee artists.
Small bills for damages are constantly coming in — damages against the
children's intellect and morals, for which we pay dearly with regret and
not infrequently embarassment. After telling the story of Cinderella
with its high ideals of love and kindness portrayed in the beautiful cinder
maid, why should the children, when asked what made Cinderella's face
so beautiful say, "powder?" In the midst of one of those almost-ideal
reading lessons Kenneth raises his hand — Oh! he is thinking for himself
Indeed he is, and in a flash is telling us about the funny, wabbly calves
he saw at the stock show. And though we finally turn the discussion
to the Sun-bonnet Babies and their kitten, half of the class are claiming
a chance to talk calves while the other half have dropped their books or
rolled out of their seats. At this point the critic teacher enters and the
bill of shame is marked "C. 0. D."
Sometimes our debts, hard though we try to economize, exceed our
income. Do not criticize our extravagance, for it may be that our sadly
bent finances are, at the eleventh hour, appreciably mended with the over-
worked sympathy of our critic and a final teaching card of the term. Or
this may be so nearly true to fact that our finances snap and we find our-
selves bankrupt, with our creditors claiming the profits from another term
of practice teaching!
"Every experience in life is a teacher^
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY
We hasten each morning to teaching,
At one, at classes we're due.
From then till three-thirty we're busy
With Algebra and History to do.
Then when the day seems over,
To Library class till four;
We Seniors sigh and wonder
Can they pile on any more?
At last our work is over,
But very sad to say,
We feel a sudden longing
At dear N. I. to stay.
Our Wants Are Few
Little I ask, my wants are few ;
Give me a room all cosy and bright,
For neighbors a pleasant chum or two,
And no studies on any week-end night,
A box of candy now and then,
A little more than I wish to spend.
A girl should dress in cheap attire,
Fine heavy middies of wool, in blues, —
I own I might perhaps desire
Some sweaters in assorted hues,
Some pretty gowns of georgette crepe
With hats to match and a handsome cape.
For studies — little psychology,
At math and physics, I'd rather not grind,
Field trips, no lab in biology;
Reading or history I should not mind.
On music, phonics I'll not discourse,
Nor on pamphlets for a library course.
So let me fare at this Normal school,
Attending the Armory or Peck's,
And study some and pupils rule,
Until it's I the "supe" elects.
And when I'm in that nice position
I'll still "come back" — a la tradition.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-ONE
When She Needs a Friend
Oh ! the merry time the Proctor has, there's nothing can compare,
There's no time when you need friends more than when you're in the
There's your usual visits to the rooms, where study's not at stake,
They say that they are hungry and of luncheon must partake.
Then they all begin to whisper and you ask them to refrain
From doing things annoying, and tell them to act sane.
When the girls give you their promises, that no further noise they'll
You retrace your steps back to your room, where your studies all
You try once more to settle down, to the mysteries of your work,
When suddenly you'll hear the sound of laughter and of mirth.
You gently knock upon the door, from where the fun's at stake,
And some one tries to ease your mind, by offering you some cake !
Oh, the merry role of Proctor, it's either this or that to mend,
For one cannot count the times at night when a Proctor really needs
Elizabeth N. Hosty.
The Proctor! Oh the Proctor!
She always spoils our fun,
For if we make a bit of noise
She's sure to make us run.
Now every time we have a spread
A knock comes at the door;
"There's too much noise — the rules you know —
I won't warn you any more."
The Proctor ! Oh, the Proctor !
Why need she be so stern?
Now we could be quite deaf and blind,
Just wait 'till it comes our turn.
The Proctor says she'll tell Miss Branch
If we break too oft a rule,
Miss Branch will tell our Dr. Brown
And he'll tell us to leave the school.
"Have a time and place for everything, and do everything in its time and place.'
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-TWO
The Box From Home
The other day I got a card from a girl who lives in "Chi,"
She wrote : "I'm sending you a box ; with lots of love, good-bye."
I madly ran out of my room and went to tell the news,
I said, I'm going to have a spread to take away the blues.
The box arrived ; so did the girls. We all were so excited,
And they all cried with one accord : "We're glad we were invited."
I opened up the box and right on top there was a note,
And while the girls stood all around I read them what she wrote :
I know you're fond of reading as I often heard you say,
So I'm sending you some literature which was in my way.
Of course it's not all up-to-date, but you won't mind a bit,
I know if I had sent you "eats" you would have had a fit."
I took the contents from the box ; the girls stood all around,
And laughed and giggled in great glee for this is what I found :
A Woman's Home Campanion from 1894,
And several daily papers from before the World's Great War,
Four Literary Digests from last August and September,
An almanac which was so old, the date I can't remember.
Now let me tell you, next time that box arrives from home,
I'm going to lock my door and open up the thing alone.
'Abuse me as much as you will, but don't make me ridiculous."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-THREE
View Points of the Elevator
Ho hum! that pesky rising bell! Why does it have to be rung every
morning. I'm sure that I can wake up when it is time. I guess I'll take
a nap until I am needed. Oh, dear ! here comes one of those seniors who
always is hurrying and never takes time to chew her meals. I'll fix it so
she can't hurry me Jerk ! Jerk ! Now get impatient and see if I care. Ha .!
Ha! You'll get there after a few more jerks. Tug! Tug! Goodness,
some one seems to be in a great hurry. I wish she wouldn't press the
button so hard. My, I am dirty! My floor has not been scrubbed since
yesterday morning and it is covered with scraps of paper those careless
girls dropped. How kind of you, maid, to scrub my floor. You are even
washing the finger prints off of my glass door ! I hope the girls will notice
when they ride this noon. Stay on, I will take your brooms down to the
basement for you. That horrid laundry man has tracked my floor all up
with his muddy boots! It is too bad that he can't even walk to second
floor. The girls are here from fourth hour already and Mr. Hale is feed-
ing me my grease. They must take the stairs, but they need not begrudge
me my one meal a week. Then they'll make me rush again until my ropes
Here comes Miss Dewey! Just watch her balancing her tray so care-
fully. Here is where I have some fun. Up, up, up, we go ! Jer-r-k ! I'm
sorry, Miss Dewey, that the loganberry juice spilled on that napkin, but
you know there are always more loganberries in the kitchen. To show
you that I am a good sport I'll take you down. It might be a good plan
to take the stairs the next time. I guess I'll take a rest till supper time.
Now, what do that silly Junior and Senior want with me? We go up to
the third floor — and down to the basement — and up again! I wonder if
they aren't taking a joy ride! My, how they giggle! Oh, ho! Here
come Miss Branch. I guess they won't take a joy ride again so soon.
Who's down in the basement at this time of the night? I smell candy.
Who is pulling my door open — so — quietly? Oh, two rulebreakers with
two plates of hot candy. Up we go! Up we go! I will — not — go
— any — far-ther! What a surprise — and you dare not ring my bell to
bring help. Some one seems to be p-u-1-l-i-n-g me from above. Is it Miss
Branch? No, only two rescuers waiting for the candy. There! They
forgot to close my door. Now someone will have to close it in the morn-
ing before I will move another inch.
'Dull is the jester when the joke's unkind."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY- FOUR
Hear the matron ring the bells!
Rising bells !
What a Hall of drowsiness their melody dispells!
How they jerk, and jarr, and jangle
In the crispy air of morn,
While the students strive and strangle
With a tangle all forlorn —
Marching down, down, down,
With a giggle or a frown,
To the brazen babbulation that so bountifully tells
Of the codfish or the muffins,
Corn like bullets, oatmeal porridge,
Sunday Pancakes — if the crowd is not too great.
Hear the bright five-minute bells!
What a world of worriment their ringing oft impel] s !
In the halls so long and bright
How the student's piteous plight
Of a wasted study night
Drowns the clammer of the bells for class to start.
What a sense of sinking fills one when all knowledge does depart.
Hence, we'll strive to start our study
With a chum or 'anybuddy'
When the seven-thirty bells
Of our resolution tells.
Hear the ringing of the bells!
What a radiant group of maidens on their invitation dwells!
How they call from every floor
Girls who say it is a bore
Just to hear the men imlpore
Them for a date.
How the girls then have to hurry —
Some are calm, some in a flurry,
When the br-br-br-bring, br-br-bring, br-br-bring of the doorbell starts
And the man in happy state [to ring.
Has to wait, wait, wait —
Fearing lest there be no time
Till he hears the last bell chime;
For he is here to tell of the dread ten-thirty bell —
When he bids farewell to his belle.
Ah! fair belle, belle, belle, belle,
Belle, belle, belle!
"Better be three hours too soon than one minute too late."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-FIVE
Keeping the Law
Our coal supply was very low,
The days were very cold,
We put on clothes and shut off lights,
And did as we were told.
At half-past nine o'clock one morn,
I ran in to a store; •
Ordered what I wanted,
And started for the door.
"Dear Madam, I am sorry,
You must not haste away,
I can not sell you anything,
'Till ten o'clock today."
The next day at eleven,
I hurried to a shop;
The door was locked,
The man inside, just pointed to the clock.
For a chance to spend some money,
I must stand around an hour;
The man was very penitent,
And I was very sour.
You couldn't count upon the trains,
To take you back or forth,
For the one that went south yesterday,
Today was running north.
At night the street lights all were out,
From end to end of town,
We had to step most carefully,
To keep from falling down.
We knew as good Americans,
We must neither scold nor shirk,
'Till the troubles were adjusted,
And the miners back at work.
"Keep the law, for it is your law."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-SIX
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Getting the Flu
One night I didn't feel so spry,
So away I went to bed.
My feet I put at the foot end,
But soon they were at the head.
The bed posts wagged their heads at me,
Their faces darker grew.
The pillows shivered at my feet,
The covers shivered too.
The dresser danced about the room,
My shoes began to grow.
Then m walked all my teachers,
And stood there in a row.
The ceiling came to meet the floor,
The windows shone with glee.
While everything made a face
And pointed straight at me.
The doctor came and shook his head
And gazed in a solemn way,
"You have the flu, my son," he said,
"And now in bed you stay."
"A mill, a skip, and a woman, are always preparing" — also a man.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-SEVEN
General Ex* Left-Overs
Reader's Guide — Juniors and Freshmen will kindly reflect on the compo-
sition of hash e're perusing this page. Our worthy writer has gathered
the remains and rubbish of the past year into one heap of typographical
Dr. Brown: School physician for en- Two Seniors: Apparently teaching, lad-
trance delirium, fluncations, graduation en with library books and worries,
doubts, and general ills. Freshmen: Seeking a Senior to guide
Dean Gilbert: Assistant physician and them to their classes,
specialist in psycho-sociologies. Several Juniors: Exchanging definitions
t, , „. _, . . and gossip, and receiving in all a very
Prof. Wager: Game crier and master blurred idea of Normal
of creeping things. Front Row; Fu „ of Faculty) j^^
Miss Mann: Mistress of our family and Seniors, waiting to cry their wares.
trees. Always Right: Normal boys, 28^ at
Miss Jandell: Mistress of shelves and recent census allowing for approximate
silence. losses and gains.
Miss Merritt: The woman wno drew Happy Medium: The Seniors, every
art from the East one looking toward the "Presidency."
Mr. Parson: Professor of the unknown. , , Th , ose Left: J unior S irls ' bus y> bri S ht '
Mr. Buzzard: Professor of everything And Me; Just an ordinary; str aight-
on earth. haired, Senior girl, heavy on her feet, light
Mr. Vaughn: Official debator of N. I. j n her head, who is always chirping at the
S. N. S. wrong time.
I got into the Assembly hall early so that I could let all my neigh-
bors climb over me to their places and stand on my toes as they took
their breath to go on. Then I watched the Faculty file in and
ascend to their seats of honor. Mr. Page crossed his legs so deliberately
I knew he must have a new relic. Mr. Vaughn gave three of his short
coughs — that meant that he was about to speak. Dr. Brown looked at
Miss Jandell — and then she read three and half yards of library rules and
a great list of fines. I wonder why she read my name first? Mr. Parson
and Mr. Vaughn told us how to vote — no, they were debating — no, they
weren't, for Miss Whitman said that it was not a debate., Well, after all
we didn't know how to vote on the treaty but we did know that we'd vote
unanimously for Mr. Vaughn as joke-master.
"There will be a Junior class meeting in the Study Hall immediately
after General Ex." That sounded like a party. "All Seniors must arrange
a time with Mr. Natusch — " "May I call upon the co-operation of the
whole school for a game scheduled Friday night of this week ? Show your
school spirit!" "Some one will be in the office every hour tomorrow to
take Senior class dues." "Miss Parker has a fountain pen — ."
"A weak intellect doesn't prevent a man from being headstrong."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-EIGHT
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The Bulletin Board
Oh, let us look at the bulletin board,
The bulletin board that hangs on the wall,
The brown-canvassed board, the much-used board,
The bulletin board that hangs in the hall.
That be-papered board oft claims our attention
When up tc our classes we hasten along.
Money not paid by names we might mention,
Vacations, and games enough for a throng.
There's the Treble Clef notice, and a key that's been
Clever posters for Y. W. and T. H. E. attract all.
There often are many all crowded around
The favored square board that hangs in the hall,
The much-noticed board, the thumb-tacked old board,
The bulletin board that hangs in the hall.
Gyla May Butler.
Echoes in the Halls
How are you going to vote? — Land knows — guess I'll have to flip a
quarter — either number three or four — Mr. Vaughn's little chuckle — but
wasn't it a scream ? — Oh, wait — I must get that Review of Reviews — read
that piece on the League or Mr. Page will — Mr. Parson did — and some of
the ground of the world — couldn't forget that unknown quantity Article
X (x) — See Mr. Page — didn't he squirm around — and his face — Miss Whit-
man — her dignity — Wonder if anyone knows — point — My goodness — if Mr.
Vaughn had called time on me three times — I hazard — senatorial reser-
vation on that library book or — Mercy I must see — does know something
besides just varnish, or screws, or joints — how to debate — no, no —
Miss Whitman said "Discuss" — speaking seriously — this is finished.
Ruth S. Miller.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-NINE
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PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY
As it Was in October
i. And it came to pass in the one thous-
and nineteen hundred and nineteenth year,
in the seventh month of the year, on the
twenty-ninth day of the month that the
Big Man, surnamed Brown, did enter and
take up his reign as tetrach of all the
Northern Normal Land.
2. And many were as strangers in a
strange land, and did wander about in a
state of bewilderment and were of envy
of those that did conduct themselves with
the familiar feeling of knowing how.
3. Then, according to the writ of com-
mand placed before use did we set our-
selves diligently to the making of our plans
for daily labor, which are kept on record
in the place of safe keeping.
did wonder and seek to know the how and
why of the Big Man. And we were soon
perplexed to know whether he had said,
5. Withal, was there much rejoicing by
the damsels — yea, the Wise Ones likewise,
for to the Land had returned those that
had gone to the camps and across the seas
and no more was the Land to be without
deep-voiced and the strong ones — the gal-
6. And those that were strangers in a
strange land, did sicken with longing for
home and for days they did go about with
long faces, and some did say, "cast out
thy sad hearts and cease thy wailing."
4. And we did gather for the first time
in this year in the Great Room and all
7. Then the damsels who fashion gar-
ments and brew savory dishes did jour-
ney to the Windy City and inspecition did
pass on the dumb creatures they saw there.
8. For days maidens did go about in
strange garb, as if distraught with unsight-
ly seams displayed to view. Wherefore?
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-ONE
That they might be classed with the song-
sters of this Land and be known abroad
as one of the Treble Clef.
9. And some did go about in cars on
study nights, even till told not to, but
duties to the Land; so he was brought be-
fore the high tribunal, tried, and convicted
15. And again did they that Know It
All come together and choose certain from
among them to set down the Chronicles of
the year in the book of the Land, the Nor-
ther, that it might be continued as it was
since the beginning.
16. And in the region of the building
in which the Historian dwelleth there is
a lady of clear mind, and understanding
al, concerning the baby and the ball, who
goeth about with glad countenance. All do
know the wherefore and foolish ones stand
about and gaze that perchance they may
behold the Gem.
the laws of the land are abandoned and
all may go about without fear, and we do
wander to the movies, often. Yea, we
repeat, very often.
10. And on this day, those that know
it all were gathered together and did choose
a chief or leader from among their ranks
and the lot fell to the Great Smith.
n. And it came to pass that those that
had wandered as strangers did come to-
gether and elect a King over them that
he might embolden them in the presence
of those that Know It All.
12. Then did stand before us a youth
of the name Castle, surnamed Brown, even
the son of the Big Man; and he did make
sweet musick with a stringed instrument.
And all who listened did say with one ac-
cord, Come Again!
13. And were chosen scribes and shekel
gatherers from among both tribes of the
Land, to cause to be set down in permanent
record the happenings of the months in
order, in the Northern Illinois.
14. Then became noised abroad the
crime of the youth Hallaron, that he did
beguile one of the Wise Ones to the Mis-
tress of Art to the jitney and forsook his
1. And it came to pass that there was
dancing and great jollity in the gym and
the floor of the merriment place was
waxed exceeding smooth like unto glass.
But keep thine own counsel lest the chief
ruler of the domain wax wroth and there
be no more dancing.
2. Then did the Big Man appear before
the mulitude and he spoke unto them in
this wise, "For one week shall ye put
away all naughtiness in words, all slang
and foolish utterances." Then was there
calamity in the Land. Even the rulers
were stricken with dumbness and durst not
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-TWO
open their lips, lest they practice not what
3. And Page, the Historian, did stand
before one of his group and ask concerning
one damsel called Ruth, surnamed Fluck,
"And think ye, would ye be much missed
if ye wert taken from this land by one from
the tribe of Mexicans?"
4. And many came to cast themselves
before the Chief of Players to enter into
the company of those who play.
5. Then the Pedagogues of the tribe
of Seniors were of long faces and sorrow-
ing hearts, for on this day was Institute
6. And the youth Hallaron did go about
with shining countenance for had he not
received a date from the hands of one
7. And on this day in remembrance,
we did gather in the Great Room, and for
one minute did stand with faces toward
the land where war had ceased, in rever-
ence to Our Boys who remained there.
And one did sound Taps. So it was over
all the land.
8. And the jolly ones, the dancers of
the land, were of heavy eye and weary
feet, for this is the day after and they
did dance in the ball-room of the town
and make merry for many hours.
9. And signs did appear along the way
saying, "Your Heart and Your Dollar for
the Red Cross today."
10. And lo! The spirit of Pep came
into the midst of the multitude that had
gathered in the place of meeting and ex-
ceeding loud was the noise, seeming to
burst their throats.
n. In these days did some from the
tribe Who Know All gather in the place
of parchments and seek knowledge and un-
derstanding in the Book of Words for the
Keeper of the Parchments.
12. And we did gather and tribute pay
to a former master in our land, and for a
perpetual memory a tablet of bronze did
they erect in the foyer.
13. Then did the shekel gatherer,
Smith of the Big Words, stand forth and
speak thus: All those who have not got —
and then did he strangely lack utterance.
14. And the damsels who dwell in the
Great Hall did eat and celebrate the feast
15. And everyone in the Land did scat-
ter and go to the Home Lands, and all did
make merrie with eating and drinking, even
And it Happened in
1. That they of the Mops and Brooms
did make us to stand and show forth our
feet and judgement did they pass thereon.
2. And Smith, the Great, stood before
the Wise Ones and spake unto them, be-
seeching them, entreating them, to pass on
the light of their countenances.
3. And our Brave Battling Warriors
did journey to the Land of Lewis and were
4. And before the assembly that had
gathered did the Master of Musick make
passing sweet musick and all were greatly
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-THREE
5. On this day was fashioned the Seal
of the Land for the tribe of Seniors.
6. A damsel whom they call Elveria did
think to save time, even to glass-breaking
and she did go through the closed door.
7. And the young children did frolic
before their elders in the Great Room,
even with motley clowns and Santa of the
Land of Toys.
8. And great were the sounds of lamen-
tation heard throughout this Land, for the
Wise Ones did search and test for wisdom
that should have been gained.
9. And we did gather in the Assembly
11. And those who had completed their
learning in this Land were given the roll
of Sheep Skin and they passed in review
before us with great honor.
12. And again did our Brave Warriors
go forth in battle and they did return with
triumph, wonderful to relate.
13. And the land was deserted once
more for days numbering seventeen, yea
delightful days even so.
14. And judgments were passed on the
Xams and sent out through the country
beyond the Land, to all members of any
of the tribes.
15. And we do wish unto you this day,
ah manner of good things and a Right
And it Was in January
1. And greetings were in abundance for
the year that was very new, when all did re-
turn from lands distant to continue their
2. And he of the Physics Laboratory,
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while the songsters, the Treble Clefers, did
sing and carol forth, songs of Christmas
10. Then one did dance before us and
give us diverse exercises concerning our
breathing and delight us with account of
the doings of those who lived in the
the concocter of foul odors, did slip and
welter about in a bank of snow.
3. And the keepers of the lunch count-
er, the mixers of toothsome dishes, did
serve us at the hour of noon with many
4. And men did work with horses and
tcols of scraping to clear the stretch of
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-FOUR
frozen water so the young of the Land
might skate upon the icy smoothness.
5. And twice it happened, one eventide
after another that our Brave Battling War-
riors did prove their prowess and strength
and the multitude rejoiceth in the victories.
6. On this day the Big Man did go
about and investigate all places of the
realm where maids did learn the art of
teaching. And he spake unto them words
of praise and cheer that heartened them
7. And our spirits again did become
glad for our warriors did gain another vic-
tory from those from Naperville.
8. And the tribes of the Juniors and
Seniors did gather and prepare for a good
time together in the place of dancing.
9. And there was a time that the noble
King Arthur lay in pieces, while the Mis-
tress of Art did seek to make more beau-
tiful this place of habitations.
10. And the Land was without coal and
we did shiver and shake and turn up our
coat collars, but still did we keep at our
tasks, envious of those who were more
fortunate than we.
n. And the warrior maidens of our
Land did contest hold with other of their
kind from the place called Rockford and
a victory did they take and make fame
12. And the Mistress of the Voice
gathered those who did long for the sweet
songs of the opera and all did go to the
Windy City to see and hear the Great Per-
13. At this time was the Land in sor-
row for the Brave Battling Warriors did
fight well but Wheaton warriors were
strong and did wrest from them a victory.
14. And the Wise Ones of this Land
did discourse hold concerning the League
of Nations, before the Simple Ones that
had gathered in the Great Room. And
the Simple Ones did find themeslves of
even less understanding than they wot.
15. Then many in this Land and other
lands were smitten with the plague pre-
vailing over the country called the Flu,
and all were sore afraid.
16. And the Historian, the collector of
attic treasures, put on display strange ap-
parel for the feet in warning to all fair
17. Look ye, and behold! A damsel
appears with new and beflowered straw
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-FIVE
And it Came to Pass
i. That if the first day be bright and
full of sunshine, the dumb creatures will a
shadow cast, and weeks numbering six will
be of the cold winter weather.
2. Then our Brave Battling Warriors
did go forth once more and make war
against the Wheaton stronghold and broke
down their defense.
3. But the land is sorely in need of
criers and trumpeters; those who can sound
forth Pep in the form of Yells.
4. The young children, youths and
maidens and Wise Ones of the Land did
meet in the Great Room to do honor and
reverence to the day of Linocln.
5. And this is the time of great excite-
ment among the young children for tokens
of papers, laces, hearts and bright colors
are given one to another.
6. And the Pedagogue of the elements
of the land, air and water, did stand be-
fore and gaze long upon dainty gowns in
a shop window. Wherefore?
7. And the young children do play with
round bits of hardened clay, a game called
8. And of bodices and flounces and
pantlettes were the gowns made and hair
was powdered white for the gay time in
honor of the birth anniversary of the
Father of His Country. And it was voiced
with one voice, that we had a good time. . .
0. Then the group of players of our
Land, those who play upon instruments of
string and instruments of wind did tickle
our ears with pleasant sounds and cause
us to marvel.
10. And those that were soon to depart
from the Land made themselves busy with
landing their ten thousand dollar jobs.
n. And it came to pass that two did
wage a battle with bayonets in the place
of many things, known as the Hall of Dis-
play, even in the presence of the noble
Arthur; and the Great Smith was made
humble by one Claudius, surnamed Middle-
12. And some did go about with mis-
chief in their eye and a veil in hand which
they did cause to enfold Diana and the
Mistress of Art did exclaim with horror
when she beheld the sight and right quick-
ly she did cry for help to unveil the lady.
And it Was in March
1. Then Players numbering four from
the Company of Players belonging to this
Land, did please us greatly and cause much
wonder and merriment with the play of
2. And in the place of meeting did
heralds appear and cry forth the coming
of the Teller of Tales of the Alabaster
Princess. And on that evening did we
cease from our labors and gladly come.
3. And those who had gone to the
Windy City and sought to know the plight
of the poor and downtrodden did speak
unto us concerning things they had seen.
4. And lo ! The sky was cast o'er with
clouds and it did rain cats and dogs.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-SIX
5. And the river and the lake of the
Land were filled to overflowing so that
none might know them. And much water
stood about for days.
6. Until the sun did appear and dried
the earth. Then buds did spring forth and
the sun shone and all looked for the first
7. And our warriors did become big
headed and think to show off and behold!
They were made humble at the hands of
8. Then o'er the Land once more is
there loud wailing and the foolish ones did
weep because they had studied not.
9. And through a second day did the
loud wailing continue.
10. And shurr are we for wearing a bit
of green on St. Pat's Day.
11. And Seniors did wisely remark that
Juniors need not wear green for that was
their natural color.
12. And to our Land came one who
could speak with wisdom concerning the
good work of those in Y. W. C. A.
13. And it was noised abroad over the
Land that he of the saying absolutely not
had grown weary of the lonesome life and
was enthralled with a fair one down state.
14. Then the roasters of meats, the
mixers of spices did prepare for the Heroes
of the Land, a sumptuous feast of choice
victuals and after partaking of them there
was much toasting and merrie-making.
15. And then for seven days the land
was without the chattering maidens and
boastful lads for spring, and the week of
freedom from labor was at hand.
16. And on the last day of the month
people from the town and from afar did
gather together with the Wise Ones and
Simple Ones of the Land meetings did hold
concerning things in the life of a commun-
ity and many did speak much wisdom unto
them, as — "Go not dressed like a peeled
Sing a song of ear muffs,
Combed o'er every pretty ear;
What's the use of those things ?
Why don't you know, my dear?
They make us look so pretty,
They serve for several duties —
They make a very nice garage
For all our darling cooties.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-SEVEN
A Midnight Minstrel
It is dark.
Darkness and silence reign,
The hour is steeped in dread.
Where by day calm prevailed
Now shapes of horror tread.
Burdens and perplexities
To giant size have grown.
The courage that upheld the day
To other realms had flown,
The heavy heart is longing,
The camradship of day
And God is far away.
All the air is pregnant with a voice.
A minstrel from the tree-top
Bids all the world rejoice;
A brother and a friend to man,
He carols on the breeze;
The mocking bird is wide awake,
Let dread and horror cease.
He sings to every need,
His throat is tuned to hearts of men,
He's a comrade calling courage back
And God is near, indeed!
Mary E. Fuller.
Class of 1904.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-EIGHT
CH€ eafscain can.
The curtain fell to end the play —
But 'fore the guests had gone away
The curtain once again arose,
The fetes of May time to disclose.
And then were seen upon the stage —
The spring athletes who battle wage.
The circus folk, the dancers gay,
And plans for graduation day.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SIXTY-NINE
The world famous animals, the "Blunkus," man-eating monster; "Katie,"
the mile long snake, and "Liz" the zephlin, gigantic caterpillar, countless
trucks and wagons fiVed with gay and hilarious circus folk rattled along in
line; a band crashed out wild music; colorful bouncing clowns jumped here
and there; cheers, hoarse cries, undistinguishable shouting — one great
deafening din punctuated by riots of color and our famous, world-wide
known freaks — this was our parade.
Then the circus! Cries of "Peanuts, peanuts" — "Right this way to the
Big Show" — "Ex-try Paper!" deafened your ears. Excited children, anx-
ious mothers, amused fathers, hilarious students, unbending faculty all
merged into one big "circus crowd." They threw nickles and dimes reck-
lessly away on peanuts and ice cream cones and they started to follow the
different shows. It was mostly an affair of "Upstairs and Down," for it
was up to the Auditorium to see "A Parliament of Servants," then down
to the gym to see the basketball girls' stunt, then up again to see "Frank
Glynn's Wife," down again to the Main Show where you caught your
breath and watched different clubs and students perform, as advertised,
side splitting, mirth provoking stunts, each more excellent than the last.
Then up again to see "Taps," and down again to go home — home to talk
over that wonderful time and that glorious unexcelled circus of our Nor-
Mona M. Bahr.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-ONE
May Day ! What memories it brings ! The gay time
we had that day: the May Queen on her throne in front
of the magnolia tree; the sweet gay music that sounded
through the air; the girls dancing on the soft green grass,
winding the May Pole. Then, too, the dance at Williston
Hall ; the living room transformed into a tropical palm grove,
the girls in their pretty gowns, making a rainbow of many
delicate shades. Shall we ever forget that May Day !
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-TWO
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Everywhere you pass;
Fragrant flowers a-blowing
In the soft, sweet grass;
Budding ivy clinging,
Birds so gladly singing,
In our land.
Soft clouds a-sailing
Up amid the blue ;
Breezes gently swaying
Blooms of every hue.
Rosy mists a-shimmering,
Lake with gold a-glimmering,
In our land.
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According to the Month of April
i. And on this day, being the first day
of the month and the month of April,
many did tell foolish things concerning our
hair, or what not, until they could beguile
the guileless and say April Fool.
2. And the lads of the Confreres did
summon us to do rythms with the feet in
the foyer after the labor of the day was
over. And a jolly good time we did have,
with gay musick.
3. On this eventide for the last time
our Brave Battling Warriors did gain a
hard victory with good sportsmanship and
clean playing, from those who played for
4. Milady did think to dress so finely
on this day, Easter Day, but the ruler of
weather did think not so, and spring flow-
ers did remain in band boxes.
5. And in the period of assembly one
who knew the way of foreign folk did pleas-
antly relate the tale of Kalavala and she
did clothe herself in gay garment of Fin-
6. And it came to pass that Smith of
the Big Words, stood before the gathered
multitude and spake unto them; for it was
in the minds of some to cause a circus to
be held in the Land which meaneth the
planning of stunts and the capture of wild
7. And scribes of the chronicle of the
year, the Book called the Norther, did
sigh deeply and their countenances did
show great relief, for was not the day of
reckoning the day set aside by the printer
8. And again players did enter our
Land, even from the Land of Norway, and
for one eventide after another they did
appear before us and all were as struck
dumb with the words and deeds of Hedda
Gabler and did marvel and wonder at The
0. And the Big Man did cause to be put
upon the Place of Announcements, small
cards of one size and neatness, whereon
all must write their commands and make
known their wants.
10. And it was rumored abroad over the
Land that at the place for the wherewithal
to stay the pangs of hunger, some of the
Wise Ones did show themselves eager, even
as the simple folk, to learn the mysteries
of their horoscope.
n. Then before us stood one of the
Y. W. C. A., a maid of our own Land and
with much wisdom and a sweet way, she
did relate the woes of China and the ways
of the students of that Land.
12. And among the trible of Seniors
there was much discussion concerning the
apparel to be worn on the Great Day of
the receiving of the Sheepskin, as to whe-
ther it should be caps and gowns or the
simple frock of the, sweet graduate.
13. And the maids did converse hold
concerning the color of the kerchief and
the apparel of the feet.
14. And again, another lass stood before
us and did relate with wisdom and thought-
ful study the way of the women of Japan.
15. Rejoice in Baseball! Oh! Ye that
are full of pep! The warriors of the Bat
and Ball do labor on the field and soon we
may join in cheers and shouts of triumph
over victories that they win. And on this
day there was much doing in the place of
weekly meeting and we did sit and listen
for one hour.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-FOUR
As it Happened in May and June
i. And now, dear reader, as prophets
foretold in days of old even so must the
humble chronicler now foretell the passing
of events that have not yet happened.
2. And excitement was over the whole
Land and before the great event, riders
with their steeds did come and wild ani-
mals, even the Blunkus, and the serpent
Boa Constrictor and the Band did loudly
peal forth gay musick and all did wend
their way down the broad streets of the
village; and the villagers did gather and
gaze on the flashing colors and hearken to
the lively musick.
3. In the eventide, a multitude gathered
and did witness the stunts; and all did en-
joy the Jocyln dance and the Highland
Fling and young and old did look on the
Pearly Gates with great interest and cur-
4. And there had been much labor on
the part of the players of the Land, for
were they not to entertain the Land one
eventide with "Joint Owners in Spain,"
"Overtones" and "Indian Summer"?
5. And we were addressed by a Junior
maid, who told us concerning Korean and
the folk who dwell therein and we mar-
veled, "How doth she know?"
6. And the songsters of the Treble Clef
did sing songs and melodies of diverse
lands and some players did play and right
gladly, for a second eventide were they to
pass in dancing and merrie-making.
7. Now it came to pass that the time
of May was celebrated by the maidens of
the Hall, who did hold high Festival and did
dance and sing about the Maypole. And
in the eventide youths came also, and all
did partake of the feasting and dancing
that was there.
8. Then at the command of their King
the Juniors did hold council at different
appointed times and places, and did make
great preparations for their prom.
a. And during this month of the year
students of society seeking wisdom, did
journey with the man who hath a beam in
his eye, to the Windy City to learn of the
10. And plans and preparations were
made by the Seniors for their prom and
some did make flowers and streamers of
paper and some did select the musick, but
all did look forward with delight to the
11. As others who departed from the
Land had done, so did this class also.
That memory of them might remain, they
did gather and devise plans concerning
their high festivities for Clasi Day.
12. And the play of the Seniors was
chosen with much consideration and the
players of the play were chosen also, and
they did set themselves right diligently to
the task of committing their lines.
13. Here have ye read of the doings
of the Land, of the labors and plays and
the way of the people and herein should
be writ more but the time for the printer
has come; and if it be that much has been
left out, that should have been recorded,
will ye supply it according to your own
satisfactions? Thus saveth the Chronicler.
May 20. EXTRA. The baseball season is in full swing. Since the
opening game against Mt. Morris on Glidden Field, the N. I. S. N. S. team
has defeated Wheaton College at DeKalb, 10-3, and Mt. Morris at Mt.
Morris, 10-5. Root is pitching a very steady game and the team is batting
and fielding excellently. Looks like a great season.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-FIVE
DeKalb Normal Joins Conference With
Minor Colleges of Illinois
On April nineteenth a meeting was held at Peoria, Illinois, in which the
Northern Illinois State Normal joined the Illinois Intercollegiate Athletic
Conference. Mr. R. G. Buzzard represented N. I. S. N. S. at the meeting.
The following eighteen institutions will make up the association. They
are: Lombard, Illinois State Normal, St. Viator's, Augustana, Milikin,
Illinois Wesleyan, Illinois College, Carthage, Charleston Normal, Eureka,
Northwestern College, Monmouth, Knox, Hedding, Lincoln, Macomb Nor-
mal and DeKalb Normal.
The conference membership is limited to institutions that have four-year
courses leading to a bachelor's degree or that can meet the requirements of
the Illinois Federation of Colleges. The Faculty of these institutions will
comprise the officers and will have voting power. The officers elected are
President, Fred L. Muhl, athletic director Illinois Wesleyan; Vice Presi-
dent, N. G. Wann, athletic director of James Milikin University, Decatur;
Secretary, H. H. Russel, athletic director Illinois State Normal University,
Normal ; Treasurer, Prof . Schilling, Monmouth at Monmouth. It was de-
cided that as soon as the eighteen schools approved of the constitution and
by-laws that the new organization would go into effect. An important
feature of this conference is that the championship of each season's events
will be based upon a percentage basis.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-SIX
1 1 , •
X 9 I
Normal, 19; Mt. Morris, 10
On May first the Normal nine played their first base ball game of the
season with Mt. Morris College. The Mt. Morris representatives were de-
termined to get even for the two defeats they received during the basketball
season. During the first inning neither side scored, although Normal had
several men on bases. In the second inning Normal began hitting the ball
right and left and continued doing so the rest of the game. Mt. Morris
scored through errors made by the Normal players, but nevertheless it
was a good practice game. The score was :
Normal— AB R PO A E
Garner, 1st. B 5 1 12
Best, 3rd B 5 2 2 2 3
Winterhalter. SS 5 2 12
Cannon, 2nd B 5 4 3 2
Hampson, C 5 3 2
Root, P 5 1 2 4
Bristow, L. F 4 3 2
King, C. F 4 110
Dadds, R. F 4 10
Two base hits — Garner, Winterhalter, Hampson; stolen bases
— Best, 2, King, Winterhalter.
Mt. Morris— AB R PO A E
Young, R. F 4
Bechtold, 1st B 4 1 6 2
Allen, H., C. F 4 12 10
Sharer, SS 4 2 4 1
Michael, C 4 2 7 2 1
Van Dyke, 3rd B 4 2 4 4
Miller, 2nd B 4 2 5 3 1
Lahman, L. F 4 1 2
Fahrney , P 3 1
Two base hits — Michael, Sharer.
BASEBALL SCHEDULE OF NORTHERN NORMAL
Saturday, May 1. Mt. Morris at DeKalb.
Saturday, May 8. Wheaton College at DeKalb.
Wednesday, May 12. Aurora College at DeKalb.
Saturday, May 15. Mt. Morris College at Mt. Morris.
Wednesday, May 19. St. Albans School at Sycamore.
Friday, May 21. St. Albans School at DeKalb.
Saturday, May 22. Illinois Inter-collegiate Track and Field Meet, Peoria.
Wednesday, May 26. Joliet Junior College at Joliet.
Saturday, May 29. Joliet Junior College at DeKalb.
Saturday, June 5. Aurora College at Aurora.
Saturday, June 12. Lewis Institute at DeKalb.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-SEVEN
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SATURDAY EVENING. JUNE THE TWELFTH
AT SIX O'CLOCK. BY THE
SENIOR CLASS IN HONOR OF THEIR PRESIDENT
SUNDAY EVENING. JUNE THE THIRTEENTH
ADDRESS BY PRESIDENT J. STANLEY BROWN
NORMAL SCHOOL AUDITORIUM
jlatte Class ^Bag e jEwawe»
MONDAY. JUNE THE FOURTEENTH
AT THREE O'CLOCK
NORMAL SCHOOL CAMPUS
HISTORY OF THE CAMPUS
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-EIGHT
senior CUIass piag
TUESDAY EVENING. JUNETHE FIFTEENTH
NORMAL SCHOOL AUDITORIUM
BY CHARLES KENYON
MAGGIE SCHULTZ . MARION DAVIS
HEINRICH SCHULTZ WILLARD SMITH
MRS. BATES WINNIFRED MALEY
STEVE BATES . FRANK DADDS
MRS. BURKE SMITH NORA TULLY
ALICE . . . CECILIA CHEWNING
RAFFERTY . . RUSSELL SMITH
MR. HOLLAND . ROY FOWLER
DONOVAN - CLAUDE MIDDLETON
DR. TAYLOR - - - JOHN GARNER
^@tspla|j oi departments
HOUSEHOLD ARTS-MILLINERY. DRESS MAKING
WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON. JUNE THE SIXTEENTH
NORMAL SCHOOL AUDITORIUM
Presidents JlReceptton anfr JVlnmm •Sinner
WEDNESDAY EVENING. JUNE THE SIXTEENTH
ADDRESS BY THE HONORABLE WILLIAM MATHER LEWIS
DEPARTMENT OF THE TREASURY
WASHINGTON, D. C.
presentation of ^tplomas
SPEECH BY MEMBER OF SENIOR CLASS
THURSDAY MORNING. JUNE THE SEVENTEENTH
NORMAL SCHOOL AUDITORIUM
PAGE ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-NINE
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY
Illinois State Normal
The call for teachers is very great. Salaries for Normal
School graduates are steadily increasing. No graduate of this
school need start at less than $1,000 per year. In the special
departments, salaries even run much higher. The demand is
far in excess of the supply.
There is a place in this school for those who desire to pursue
courses in regular Normal work, Household Economics, Music,
Art, and Manual Training.
Last year the Manual Training graduates were placed at
from $1,400 to 1,800 per year. Considerably more than one
hundred calls came for Manual Training teachers which the
school was unable to supply.
The Manual Training Department offers courses which give
its graduates junior standing in university and at the same
time prepare them for good positions as teachers of Manual
For full information, address
The Northern Illinois State Normal School
DR. J. STANLEY BROWN, President
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-THREE
The only way to get along with
yourself agreeably is to be the Master
Self Masters are contented, happy,
forceful and independent.
Those that are slaves to themselves
are always miserable.
Thrift is a habit of Self Masters.
It means mastering yourself a little
Be a Self Master and take some
portion of your earnings whenever
they come to you and put them in
The First National Bank
The First Trust &. Savings Bank
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-FOUR
OHO f!P£ CH6Y ?
SEE US FOR
Shoes, Oxfords, Pumps, Rubbers and
CEDEROTH'S EAST END SHOE STORE
630 East Lincoln Highway DeKalb, Illinois
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTYVFIVE
EAT AT THE
CARLSON &. HALIKIAS
323 East Lincoln Highway
Only the Juniors
Bang! Crash! Clatter! Ghumpety thump! As I studiously sat working
at my table, vainly tiying to add X + l and Y — suddenly there came
to me the sound as of thousands of feet running down stairs, accompanied
by the shouting of as many voices. The noise grew louder and louder.
"And the mumbling grew to a rumbling,
And down the stairs the girls came tumbling."
As the noise continued, I became rather excited and hundreds of sug-
gestions came to my mind as to what might have happened. "Had one
of the radiators sprung a leak and was threatening to flood the whole
building? Maybe Miss Thompson had eloped. Was the Normal building
on fire? Had the United States entered the League of Nations? Perhaps
the school was going to be closed on account of the shortage of coal.
As I reached this final conclusion, I hastily jumped up and ran to the
door, determining to find out for sure what was causing all of the excite-
ment and confusion. Upon opening the door, in my haste, I nearly
collided with a Senior who was coming to pay me a social call. As she
saw my look of inquiry and consternation, she immediately quieted all of
my fears by the rather sarcastic remark: "Don't get excited. It's only
— the Juniors."
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-SIX
Signs Wall Paper Paints
Carl W* Moore
229-231 South First Street
Groceries, Meats and
BEST QUALITY GOODS
Sprague, Warner & Co.,
Franklin MacVeagh & Co.,
Durand & Casper Co.'s
Armour & Co.'s
The New Reference Sheet
All of the time
Student's name Per Cent
Silly Titter 99
Sally B. Cross
Q. What is the exact title of
the "Merry Tee Hees ?"
A. "The Giggling Rusty-jo-bell-Sher-
man Tee Hees."
Q. How are the most impor-
tant entries separated from the
least important ?
A. Those who giggle some of the
time have more credits than those who
le all of the time.
Q. Tell whether to look at
the front or the back of the
book, or where to find the fol-
Dr. Brown's Graceful Dis-
Miss Patten, any week end.
History of English language.
Q. What does "69" marked
opposite a pupil's name mean?
A. The pupil has still another term
to giggle in the same class.
Q. What is the original
meaning of the phrase "no-
A. It is probably from the verse:
"You beat your pate, and fancy wit
Knock as you please, there's nobody at
PAGE ONE EIGHTY-SEVEN
BUSTER BROWN SHOE STORE
High Class Footwear
1 34 East Lincoln Highway
You're Growing Older and Years
Are Unkind to Beauty
Let Us Photograph
We Carry a Complete Assortment of
Lumber, Building Material, Fuel.
Prompt Service and Fair Dealing.
Mo s her & Embree
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-EIGHT
_LHE graduate of today enters a
Gathered from the distant waterfalls
or generated by the steam turbine,
electric power is transmitted to
the busiest city or the smallest
Through the co-ordination of inventive genius
with engineering and manufacturing resources,
the General Electric Company has fostered and
developed to a high state of perfection these
and numerous other applications.
And so electricity, scarcely olderthan the grad-
uate of today, appears in a practical, well de-
veloped service on every hand.
Recognize its power, study its applications to
your life's work, and utilize it to the utmost
for the benefit of all mankind.
Sales Offices in
all large cities 96-246P
PAGE ONE HUNDRED EIGHTY-NINE
There's Pleasure for
THE KIND THAT PLEASE
Come look at our work. Then try us with
an order — you'll become a steady customer.
THE Photographer in YOUR Town
Well l'\>e been
rr>o\>ed to the
Oovi) I can see
lady bad me movted
to this Side, but
lean see just as
came in like a
The^ made bash
out o£_jtbat Sond
Those class meet-
ments and. 1?. Smith
Tbe onl^) excite-
ment I batfe seen
vOas that League
o/ Nations debate.
I Uudbed so bard
>^ that I
cracked a be ice
o/ plaster 1 /r'om
m$ cheek, but it
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them oovO.Tbe vGaj)
be balances bim-
Sel/ oo one /bo"t is
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PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY
Peach Sour. — Pick out a peach. Invite her to a Normal
hop. Call her up the night of the performance and tell her
you cannot take her. The result will be a peach sour.
Scrambled Brains. — Take one psychology student, stuff with
notes, garnish with outlines, season with exams, and thicken
with flunks. If the result is unsatisfactory, repeat, doub-
ling the quantities. If this does not produce scrambled brain,
try no further for your subject is brainless.
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CATERING TO DORMITORIES, HOSPITALS
373-405 WEST ERIE STREET
TELEPHONE, SUPERIOR 7970
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-ONE
Unpaid Bills— Submitted by the Student
Children found chewing gum 12
Children found eating apples 3
Number of children who fell off their chairs 6
Arbitrated children's quarrels 4 times
Dried children's tears 5 times
Children caught shooting paper wads 9
Number of times I told my name 24 times
Children asked to wash their hands 6
Number of children who asked to pass paste,
scissors, paper, etc 37
Number of children who wanted to erase the boards. .16
Tied children's shoes 7 times
Children caught throwing paper out of the windows 4
Number of children who were asked to remain after
The High Cost of Living has not been reduced.
M* F* Malone & Company
THE STORE OF BEST VALUES
Dry Goods Shoes Ready-to- Wear
DE KALB'S NEWEST STOCK
"Palmer" Garments in Suits, Coats and Dresses,
"Dellman" Waists and Blouses, Kayser Gloves,
"Merode" Underwear, Black Cat Hosiery, P.
N. and R. &- G. Corsets, "Irving Drew" and
230 East Lincoln Highway DeKalb, Illinois
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-TWO
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BURKE & CHARLES
SPECIAL PRICES TO CHURCH PICNICS AND SOCIALS
TELEPHONE 388 520 GIRARD STREET, DE KALB
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PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-THREE
Some of Them?
■ d a.;,».»
First of all,
Is the Big Man
At the head
Of this institution.
They'll know Dr. Brown
By his tall stature
And other proportions
But if he smiles
And jokes with them,
He does the same
Dean Gilbert, too,
Will win their hearts
By his kind face
And twinkling eyes.
Will surely show his dialect.
Makes you watch
Your step carefully
For fear of harming
Some of his
Miss Merritt signs our excuses
Approved or maybe disapproved,
"What a fine morning!"
Will try to ruin
Your piece of art
With scratches here
And scratches there.
Will preach to you
About self organization,
And teach you to climb
Like a circus girl.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-FOUR
There's a road leading back to Normal,
Leading back to those ivied towers,
And although far away
In thought oft we'll stray,
O'er that road to this school of ours.
Corner of Lincoln Highway
and Second St.— 'Phone 238
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-FIVE
J. L. JOHNSON
311 EAST LINCOLN
Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater;
Had a wife, and couldn't keep her.
Till someone told him to feed her on bread,
"Be sure you get Sally Ann," they said.
So Peter forthwith took their advice,
And now his wife is extremely nice.
Sally Ann bread will help anyone's
Frame of mind. Try it
•••••o^ #### '
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-SIX
When Books Are
The last class is over, 'tis Friday night,
I take my books and my heart is light,
I bring them all home and throw them
My old text books, green, red and brown.
No science notebooks to write in all
No troublesome French to translate just
There may be a game of basket ball,
And then a dance at Williston Hall;
Or we'll to the movies to see the show,
And after to Lincoln Inn blithely go.
Then back to the Hall, but not to bed.
Oh no! "Ten-thirty's the time for a
Laughter and music ring through the
"School books, you are forgotten by all."
"In Room 302"
I went down the hall at eight o'clock
To quiet the screeches of a noisy flock,
I knocked on the door — not a sound
So I opened it gently and looked there-
An unheard of creature was under the
For I saw three feet but nary a head,
A bathrobe cord and a red felt slipper
Betrayed a girl that was quite a skipper.
An overturned pie and a broken platter
Revealed to me the cause of the clatter,
So I shut the door and slipped away
Hoping for silence 'till the break of day.
The Long, Long Line
There's a long, long line a-forming
through the halls and sewing room
Where the tables are all empty till the
luncheon meets its doom.
There's a long, long time of waiting,
with the good smells in the air
Till we reach that open doorway with
the menu fluttering there.
Soon the hungry line is winding past
the pans of meat and stew,
Where the salads are all taken, and
desserts are left but few.
With loaded trays they're moving slow-
ly to the dining room,
Where midst laughter, talk and chatter,
the dishes empty soon.
Then each piles his own dishes, from
wee ones to faculty,
And all praise the toothsome cooking
of the Normal's H. A. C.
Gyla May Butler.
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-SEVEN
B. C. Knodle | [ Wennlund's
PAGE ONE HUNDRED NINETY-EIGHT
Hours: 1-4 and 7-9 p. m.
Sundays 10-12 a. m.
James S. Rankin
Telephone 207 149 Lincoln Highway
Clifford E. Smith, M. D.
Practice limited to diseases of the Eye,
Ear, Nose and Throat. Glasses scien-
tifically fitted. Office, corner Lincoln
Highway and Third Street in Haish
Opera House Block.
Hours: 9:00-11:00 a. m.; 2:00-500 p. m.;
Sundays 9:00-11:00 a. m.
Residence 314 Augusta Avenue
Wednesday and Saturday
Drs. Brown & Brown
O. J. Brown, M. D., hours 8-9 a. m., 1-2
and 7-9 p. m.
Mareva D. Brown, M. D., hours 10-12
a. m. and 2-4 p. m.
Office and residence, Wagner Building,
opposite First National Bank. Phone 51
Dr. John H. Riley
Stoddard L. Anderson
Office — 157 East Lincoln Highway
Residence — 311 South Fourth Street
Office hours: 1-4 and 7-8 p. m.
Sundays 11 a. m. to 1 p. m.
H. G. and R. A. Wright
Physicians and Surgeons
DeKalb Office: Wright Building
153 North Third Street
Hours: 8 a. m. to 9 p. m.
Telephone: Office 34
Residences 254 and 180
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The Apple Blossoms
What could be more lovely than
these sweet blossoms! Perhaps we
walk briskly out to Annie's Woods to
see them in the early morning. And
there they are — the dew sparkling on
them as if fairies too had appreciated
their beauty and had touched each vel-
vet petal with their wands. Now and
then the solitude is broken by a burst
of song as a blue bird or bright tanager
selects these lovely branches as a suit-
able place from which to serenade the
golden ball in the east. And then to-
ward evening as the merry picnickers
come to s enjoy an hour or more, we
find our fragrant blossoms just as love-
ly as they were in the morning. The
bent, twisted trees are there ever ready
to blow you their perfumed messages of
love and gladness in the form of these
tiny pink tokens.
"THE REXALL STORE"
Everything in the
^^n pii)i |j
l'AGli TWO HUNDRED
"V\7"7*E have just placed in our
W windows a very elaborate
display of the latest styles of women's
\^hen we say "latest" we mean
styles that are different from those
ordinarily seen — styles that possess
unusual individuality and are in har-
mony with today's fashions.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED ONE
Why go so far looking for a Drug Store when the Crescent,
your nearest store, can supply all your wants in School Books, Sta-
tionery, School Supplies, Crane's Highland Linen in boxes, by the
pound, or tablets. We carry a full assortment of the best Toilet
Articles, including Hudnut's, Armand, Puritan Beauty and many
CAMERAS — We handle the Rexo Cameras, all sizes, none bet-
ter. Our films are guaranteed. Bring them to us to be developed
Bring your prescription to us to be filled.
The only place to get the genuine Allen's New York Ice Cream.
Try one of our Sundaes. Our Sodas taste right. Root Beer in
large mugs. Coca Cola, Green River, Lime and other drinks.
J. T. DENSON, R. PH.
143 EAST LINCOLN HIGHWAY
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PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWO
You are always sure of a good
program of PICTURES and
Well, here it is Friday night. I
might have gone into the frat meeting
tonight, but then I didn't. I could go
to the movies or to that dance they are
giving at the Elks, but I guess I will
just sit in this comfortable old chair and
think how good I feel about the world
You know it's nice to be a bachelor
even if you have to be a very respect-
able bachelor. This life certainly has
its compensations. Just think of the
advantages we bachelors have over the
man of a family who always has some
one to remind him that the furnace
needs coal, or how nice it would be
if he would help with the dishes "just
this one evening, dear."
But then, there are some drawbacks
to a bachelor's life. How nice it would
have been to have taken the afternoon
train to Champaign. Her sorority cer-
tainly maintains a fine parlor. Natural-
ly! It's her sorority.
Pshaw! These are strange thoughts
for a set and eminently respectable
R. G. B.)
bachelor. It is very difficult to be a
model of wit, wisdom and propriety for
such a school as this. Too many girls
-^that's the trouble. Exactly! But
things might be worse, for the few
young men that are here keep me busy
reminding them that I shall have to col-
lect rent if they do not refrain from
using my end of the hall so extensively.
I suppose I used to do the same sort
of things when I was young and fool-
Hear the rain! How fortunate that
I am not in the army and on guard.
I much prefer an alarm clock with
breakfast at seven-thirty to reveille at
six and a hurried turn at mess. But
then, one has so much responsibility
here, has to be so correct in manner.
In teaching I always have my class get
the meaning. Exactly! It is so much
better to have one's subject absolutely
right. Well, I must lay out next week's
lessons and look them over to get my
concepts nicely adjusted on all points so
I guess I'll have to quit dreaming.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED THREE
Expression is All of Music
To eliminate sameness; to stress this note, to lightly touch that one; to
bring out one phrase fortissimo and diminish into daintiest pianissimo in the
next phrase; to put feelling, expression, individuality into any selection is
easily accomplished on
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coupled with the famous APOLLO player action. The exclusive spring motor of the
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device which allows one to change the key for word rolls to suit the voice, are two much
appreciated features of the APOLLO.
Apollo Piano Co.
DE KALB. ILLINOIS
PAGE TWO HUNDRED FOUR
The DeKalb Daily Chronicle
A GOOD PAPER IN A GOOD TOWN
Books, Catalogs, Booklets, Circulars, Folders, Stationery,
Programs, Wedding Invitations, Cards, etc.
Mind Wanderings in Psychology
"Let us see now, in this illustration of the baby and the ball, how he
gets motor control in connecting a visual impression with a movement of
his hand and arm. (But the class is thinking: What a beauty!) Sup-
pose a bright colored ball is held before his eyes, like this. (She's wearing
it every day ! See it sparkle ! ) This stimulus sends sensory currents over
the optic tracts to the brain centers. (I wish I had one like it.) These
currents must get out again in the form of movements because every stim-
ulus must result in a movement. (She was out of school last Friday — he
must have been in Chicago too.) But there are no pathways over which
this neural excitement may be effectively discharged so the stimulation
travels over all of them. (Wonder who he is.) Instead of making one
single movement, he makes many. (Wonder where he lives.) If the ball
is moved to and fro some of the random movements in the arms will result
in the child's hand coming in contact with the ball. (Wonder how much
it cost.) He will grasp it. He finds, when his hand moves, that the ball
moves also and vice versa. (And the sparkle moves too.) He is most
conscious when he grasps it and sees it change. (Wonder when it is com-
ing off.) If this experience is repeated many times, (Oh, we'll miss her)
the many movements will tend to drop away (Well, he's lucky) and he will
respond with the one movement." (The sparkle again.)
PAGE TWO HUNDRED FIVE
DR. J. T. FAUST
DE KALB, ILLINOIS
Office — Odd Fellows Building
Office Hours — 9:30-11:30 a. m., 1:00-5:00 p.
m., 7:00-8:00 p. m.
Residence — 803 E. Lincoln Highway
Drs. Spickerman Brothers
Nitrous Oxide and Oxygen Equipment
Arthur E. Grotewohl
1 57/4 East Lincoln Highway
Office Telephone 80
Residence Telephone 365
Office Phone 149
Residence Phone 344
H. Lewis Brooks, M. D.
Practice Limited to Diseases
Glasses Correctly Fitted
Hours 9:00-11:30, 2:00-5:30
Wed. & Sat. Evenings, 7:00-8:00 p. m.
Suite 214, Odd Fellows Bldg.
323 E. Lincoln Hgwy. DeKalb. III.
Telephones — Office 509-1; Residence 509-2
Dr. H. Clay Schreck
Dr. B. P. Mansfield
136 NORTH THIRD STREET
Sulphur Steam Baths
Treatments by Appointment
That stay on and relieve
headache and eye -strain
H. U. Meyers, Oph. D.
Over News Stand Phone
PAGE TWO HUNDRED SIX
ALL THE NEWEST STYLES IN WEARING APPAREL
Silk Dresses, Tub Dresses, Waists, Coats,
Suits and Skirts
made by the best designers and moderately priced
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Muslin Underwear, Hosiery, Gloves, Hand-
carefully selected lines in all grades priced very low
W. J. HOPE
Life, Fire, Tornado, Automobile, Accident and
Office, Knights of Columbus Building, DeKalb
Representing Mutual Life Insurance Co. of New York Telephone 150
Can You Imagine
Erman Miller — Bashful?
Gladys Rust — Without her giggle?
Sidney Bristow — As a dwarf?
Gretchen Ewald — Going to bed at 9:30?
Russell Smith — Talking so we could understand him?
Viola Barton — With black hair?
Veronica Madden — Not talkative?
Eskiel Anderson — Professor of Astronomy?
Mildred Julian — With nothing to do?
Rose Joslin — Having no dates?
PAGE TWO HUNDRED SEVEN
— Are blossoming forth and the
best of them come from this live
store. We suggest that you step
in today and see some of the latest
arrivals in stitched cloth hats. They
come in practically every color, mak-
ing possible a perfect match-up with
your new spring suit.
From the Woods
The bony old oaks bid the sun good-night
And take up their watch in the quiet twilight.
An old owl snuggled on one of their limbs
Stops short his whining to-oo-oo.
For he hears frosty crunches on the freezing path,
And the happy voices in the light growing dim
Sound nearer. But they pass, and soon fade away from him,
And he trembles late greetings, "Whoo, who-oo, whoo-oo,
Who-oo are you?"
Up-to-Date Furniture and Undertaking
323 East Lincoln Highway, DeKalb
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The Barb City
1! Our customers
patronize our store
Ii because they are
il convinced the
ii merchandise and
ii service we give
them are superior
1! to those offered by
jj " The Complete Grocery'"
What A Teacher Should Be jj
First of all let me say, a teacher, jj
i above all things should be one who j;
! when asked by a pupil to be excused jj
to catch the 2:26 train and other popu- ;•
lar methods of escape will answer, "Cer- ;;
tainly, dear." But alas, I was shocked jj
and even mortified to find that things jj
had gotten to such a terrible state that jj
the teacher actually said, "No!" to such jj
a request. Think of it — and in this ad- jj
vanced age, too! jj
The second point is that a teacher jj
! should give a student at least A on all jj
work. Yet I have found papers graded jj
as low as C. Such conditions are de- jj
plorable indeed, and should be looked jj
into. Another point of national inter- :!
est and world-wide comment, is the jj
matter of conversation between the j;
teacher and the pupil. The teacher jj
should always say little soft things ; such jj
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At Your Service
You bring a certain anticipation into
this store — it's our business to see that
it is definitely realized.
Nothing but ioo per cent Service can
turn Anticipation into Satisfaction. Test
our store on this basis! See if we don't
steadily point out your advantages rath-
er than our own.
Our Spring Showing of
FOR THE WELL DRESSED MAN
deservedly leads in style, fabric and
tailoring— yet we painstakingly select
the special model and weave from these
famous garments that will be most ser-
viceable to YOU. Same with the ac-
cessories — the shirt, tie, hat and gloves
you buy here not only must SATISFY
— but our selling SERVICE must bring
you back again and again.
\^OLFF THE CLOTHIER
610 East Lincoln Highway
Street and Lincoln
Open Day and Night
A choice lot of Colorado Blue and
Green Spruce and
Concolor Fir in larger sizes
Long Distance — Naperville One
Headquarters for Trees, Shrubs and
Perennials for your Land-
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TEN
What A Teacher Should Be
(Continued from Page 20Q)
as, "My dear Miss Blank, what would
I ever do without you?" or "Really, Mr.
S S, I can keep you in my class no long-
er for you know more about psychology
than I do." Such tid-bits would tend
to encourage the student somewhat;
but, I fear that we are still living in the
dark ages, for repeatedly have I heard
a teacher say, "If you'll kindly keep
your thoughts in the class Mr. Blank,
you might know something sometime!"
Lastly, let me say, teachers, you are
old fashioned when you ask a student
to spend an hour and a half on one les-
son. Psychologists will tell you that
the student's mind is unable to concen-
trate longer than ten minutes on one
study. All highly modern and efficient
teachers are adopting the new Beenee
plan, which allows for the ten minute
study hour, so why not be modern and
give the hard worked pupil a chance to
get some extra dates in during the week?
Mona M. Bahr.
HAVE MORE LIGHT
ON YOUR SUBJECT
We can furnish you with very at-
tractive student lamps and any
other electrical appliances
you will be in need of
during your school
IF IT'S ELECTRICAL
WE HAVE IT
'Electric Work of the Better Kind"
and our Taxies will be on
time, rain or shine.
Taxi Cab Co.
4th and Grove Sts. DeKalb, 111.
"Miss Judd, will you please give us
your report of the Sudan?
Exactly What type of peo-
ple live there? .... Exactly. . .
. . .Miss Tiger, have you anything
more to add? Absolutely
so! Exactly Miss
Worka, please give us a summary of the
animals of the Sudan
PAGE TWO HUNDRED ELEVEN
Soil Improvement Association
320 NORTH FIFTH STREET, DE KALB
A membership organization of over 2,000 DeKalb County farmers
for the purpose of developing agriculture
DeKalb County Agricultural
320 NORTH FIFTH STREET, DE KALB
A cooperative association of DeKalb County farmers for the pur-
pose of handling farm produce and supplies
DeKalb County National Farm
320 NORTH FIFTH STREET, DE KALB
A Federal chartered corporation to make farm loans through the
Federal Land Bank and to sell Land Bank Bonds
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWELVE
Bradley Quality Books
Tell Me Another Story $i-75 The Mermaid's Message i.oo
From the Children's Hour 1.75 For the Children's Hour, Vol. I.. .60
Worth While Stories for Every For the Children's Hour, Vol. II.... 60
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Stories Children Need 1.75 In the Child's World 2.00
For the Story Teller 1.75 Paradise of Childhood 2.50
Firelight Stories 1.25 Love and Law in Child Training. . 1.50
All About Johnny Jones 1.25 Rhythmic Action Plays and Dances 2.25
Folk Stories and Fables 75 Every Child's Folk Songs and
Every Day Stories 75 Games 2.00
Hero Stories 1.00 The Children's Year 60
Once Upon a Time Animal Stories .75 Songs of Happiness 1.75
Stories of Great Adventures 1.50 Robert Louis Stevenson Songs ... . 1.00
Broad Stripes and Bright Stars.. 1.50 Mother Goose Songs 1.00
Stories of Wakeland and Holiday Songs and Every Day
Dreamland 75 Songs and Games 2.00
The Children in the Wood Stories 1.25 Primary Manual Work 1.75
More Mother Stories 1.25 Hand Work 80
The Adventures of Twinkle What and How 2.50
Eyes and the Little Black Bear 1.25 Story Telling With the Scissors. . .70
The Sunken City 75 The Way of the Clay 25
Any of the above books sent on receipt of price. We make discount to
schools on quantities.
Thomas Charles Company
207 North Michigan Avenue, Chicago
Northwestern Agents of MILTON BRADLEY CO.
The Nineteen- Twenty Class
The freshmen are a studious set,
They have no fears or cares.
They wander round quite aimlessly,
With solemn looks and stares.
The Juniors are a boisterous bunch,
Their shouting fills the air,
They're full of energy and pep,
And all their secrets share.
The Seniors are a careworn crowd,
Their troubles are not few.
But when at last their work is done,
They have their good times too.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED THIRTEEN
We feature the
Watch and Jewelry
Pen Knives, Pocket
Knives, Safety Razors,
Scissors, Etc,, a Specialty
Use Gas for
The Clean Fuel.
Use Gas for
Nearest to Daylight.
347 East Lincoln
PAGE TWO HUNDRED FOURTEEN
Donations Made to
Mr. Wix Garner, who is very true,
Leaves the misplaced eyebrow he never
Red Johnson, yes, she has red hair,
Is leaving a strand to wave in the air.
Peg Barton, hers is a queenly act,
She's leaving the candy she gets from
Agnes C. Chewning will donate her
Although never asked to do it at all.
Grace Miller, who has made much
Leaves her boisterous spirit for some-
one else to handle.
Edith V. Johnson gives an eminent
So we're taking her pleasant but
Sidney Bristow, the Abe of our school,
Leaves his stature and height, the hall
LON M. SMITH
152 EAST LINCOLN HIGHWAY AND CORNER OF THIRD
STREET AND LINCOLN HIGHWAY
PAGE TWO HUNDRED -FIFTEEN
PAGE TWO HUNDRED SIXTEEN
I wonder, as the clouds roll by-
Flitting fast across the sky,
I wonder as the stately trees
Rustle gently in the breeze,
I wonder, in the merry Spring
When all the birds so sweetly sing,
I wonder if God made these things
To please us men in happy Spring.
2 B X-ISED
It's E-Z 2 rite a long S-A
B-4 U B-gin 2 rite,
Or 2 compose a PO-M
That will smiles and tears N-Vite,
Or 2 rite a simple story,
Tho' it keeps you up all nite.
Even if U-R head is M-T
Of 1 I-D-A brite,
Put all U-R N-R-G 2 the task,
It mite kum all rite.
Remember it's 4 the "Norther,"
And 4-get the task's not lite.
So U who read this An-U-L,
Overlook the mistakes U-C.
If from our path we D-V-8,
It's the X-P-D-N-C.
Of the course which we pursU,
It's the X-P-D-N-C
U can't expect us 2 X-L
All others in X-istence,
Nor can we reach the equal,
4 technique or consistence.
So B E-Z there on N-E 1,
Whose S-A doth amuse,
N-E poor i's in this Norther
We pray U 2 E-Q's.
Books You Should Have
in Your Library
"Dope," by Miss Jessica Foster.
"The Woman in White," by Miss
"Spring Song," by Winterhalter.
"The Naughty Doll," by Lucille
"Finger Plays," by Winifred Maley.
"Deeds of Danger and Daring, A
Story of Our Lives," Kathryn Reed and
D. Du Val.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED SEVENTEEN
W. M. McAllister T. H. McAllister J. L. Stephenson
T.H. McAllister & Co.
Dry Goods Wearing Apparel
— The purpose of this store is to maintain the best service that
human effort and desire can develop.
— With this purpose in mind it is our daily concern that mer-
chandise, methods and salesforce be the best that time, knowl-
edge and money can procure.
— We are daily working for your best interest— for this means
our best interests, too.
— Our success at all times must be measured from the stand-
point of your satisfaction, confidence and good will.
Which helps to makes it "A good place to trade"
PAGE TWO HUNDRED EIGHTEEN
A cheer for our athletics of which we
are so proud,
T he team is just the very best, we sing
their praises loud.
H our by hour we watch them play.
That time is never a bore, for
L ively is our lineup, which rushes on
E agerly we watch each move — here
and there they rush,
T ime passes too slowly — there falls a
/ stand in the sidelines fast becoming
C heering for their courage and the
score that up does creep.
5 pirit, speed and spunk — and the
game is ours to keep.
The Educational Clearing
House for the Entire West,
Home office, BOISE, IDAHO
Utah office, SALT LAKE CITY,
California, Hawaii, BERKELEY,
Teachers who wish to strengthen the
geography work in their schools will be
interested in our geography books, out-
line maps, and geographical pamphlets.
The following are for the grades:
Home Geography — A text book for
beginners in the study of geography,
covering a full year's work. Price 45c
The following are four Reference
Notebooks to accompany the regular
text used in the grades, each one cover-
ing a full year's work. Price 35c each,
"World as a Whole," "North
America," "South America and Eur-
ope" and "Asia, Africa and Austral-
Special Notebooks for Commercial
and Physical Geography in High
Send for a copy of our catalogue
which gives a list, with descriptions and
prices of our publications.
McKnight & McKnight, publishers
Laziest Claude Middleton
Wittiest Margaret Johnson
Shyest Gladys Rust
Sportiest Hazel Anderson
Most in Love Helen Gundry
Best Actresses Marion Davis
Best Actor Willard Smith
Class Midget Helen Olsten
Class Giant Sidney Bristow
Fattest Ella Herrmann
Most Energetic Mildred Julian
Most Bashful Lottie Hermanson
Greatest Athlete Ruth Poley
Most Studious Ellen Luhtala
page two hundred nineteen
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What Mr. Page Might Have
Mr. Vaughn reading Article 10:
"Taruoy noi rik kjlluhkks ai mossback?
Jffhkamuvi ikjhi Jazz. Viptiski omlib
omige zime." (Mr. Page clears his
throat. We think we hear "Amen!")
Mr. Vaughn explains, "Now, students,
it simply means ?!:??!* (*) —
; ? ? !" (irl next to me breaks in
with, "Why, that isn'twhat Mr. Page
told me this morning. Why he said
! !" Mr. Vaughn is almost winded but
recovers and reads the article on Shan-
tung: "Zposki rpyu coplip izimoi gezzio
moibrk not sksipiv. Thurbl narllah
iksrym-utry." (Another girl, "I really
do believe Mr. Page is coming down
with St. Vitus Dance! Look at him!"
When Senator Lodge says that, he sim-
ply means, "? ? ! And with a little
cough and smile he finishes amid looks
of relief from the faculty on the plat-
204 E. Lincoln Hwy,
5 to 50c and Variety
"Low price Ready-to- Wear"
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY
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When It's Your Turn in General Exercises
1. A rosy red tint to the face is most becoming.
2. In addition to the color, little dew-like drops of perspir-
ation might glisten becomingly on the face,.
3. A slight waver in the voice gives good effect.
4. Shaking knees and nervous hands give an air of calm
5. Looking at the floor puts your audience at ease.
6. Speak in a low, cultivated voice as no one wants to hear
what you say anyway.
Mona M. Bahr.
The N. L S. N. S.
ON THIRD STREET
Our barber work stands all
inspection. Give us a trial
and you'll always come back.
SHINE PARLOR SERVICE
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-ONE
Whitman's Famous Chocolates
TRY A SAMPLER
Chocolate, Strawberry, New York and
Maple Nut Ice Creams
Also a Full Line of Brick Ice Creams
"You and Your Girl and The Lincoln Inn
Make a Happy Triangle"
Johnston Chocolates Ziegler Chocolates
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-TWO
If you'll give me your attention,
I'll try to make mention
Of the clever little inventions
Found in Secor's Drug Store.
Post cards, pencils, papers,
Powders and perfumes galore,
And to tell you the truth
His remedies restore youth,
So buy of him more and more.
Be it summer or winter,
Yea, be it spring or fall,
Just step in and try
And you'll find it's no lie, that
Secor's is the best store of all.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
S is for soap to make you clean and bright.
E is for erasers to erase all you write.
C is for cameras to take pictures within sight.
O is for the odd things we buy for delight.
R is for rulers to use every night.
S is for snap shots developed so bright.
Trade at Secor's
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-THREE
McCann's News Stand
All the Leading
Mr. C. F. Toenniges Miss F. Toenniges
Affiliated with Sherwood School of Music,
137)4 E. Lincoln Highway Telephone 26
What's he looking for, do
With glasses set astride
Is he trying to find the
Or has one of the "Four-
teen Points" arisen?
He comes to the class
room with springing
His eyes a-twinkle and
full of "pep."
He always has a joke to
That's why we all like
him so very well.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-FOUR
Pasteurized Milk and Cream
Pasteurized Plain and
Ice Cream Fancy Sherbets
By These Words Ye Shall Know Them
"That's what the grammar book says and it's absolutely wrong," Miss
"This may pass over your heads, but — " Mr. Wager.
"Is the time up?" Mr. Parson.
"We giggled and giggled and giggled," Helen Beebe.
"How funny," Nora Tully.
"What would the sentence mean without the commas?" Mr. Lyon.
"Oh, baby!" Jo Jocelyn.
"Don't forget your pennies," Ruth Johnson.
"Honestly, I nearly laughed right in their faces!" Edith Carlson.
"I can't do this stuff," Geraldine Peterson.
"Isn't that pleasing?" Miss Simonson.
"Hope we have something good for supper," Ruth Bollman.
"Respect the rights of others," Miss Branch.
"Let's go to Peck's," Ruth Chant.
"I should smile," Ruth Poley.
"How's your work coming along?" Helen Corey.
PAGE TWO Hl'NDRliD TWENTY-FIVE
Besides being the largest organization in the country specializing on Quality
College Illustrations, handling over 300 annuals every year, including this
one, we are general artists and engravers.
Our Large Art Departments create designs and distinctive illustrations,
make accurate mechanical wash drawings and birdseye views, retouch
photographs, and specialize on advertising and catalog illustrations.
Our photographic department is unusually expert on outside work and on
machinery, jewelry and general merchandise.
We reproduce all kinds of copy in Halftone, Zinc Etching, Ben Day and
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plate; also Electrotypes and Nickeltypes by wax or lead mold process.
At your service — Any time — Anywhere — for Anything in Art, Photography
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PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-SIX
Sayings of Bright Children
Mr. Lyon: "Give the definition of
Miss Jordan: " 'Up' means his head
is up and his feet are down."
Mr. Lyon: "Now what is up?"
Rose Lundberg: "What do we call
that process in which vapor forms in
Bright Student: "Perspiration."
Mr. Page: "What good does money
Mr. Faxon: "It enables us to pur- =
chase things." |
Mr. Page (holding up a quarter) : |
"What good is this quarter to me?" |
Mr. Faxon: "Good for an example." I
HOW DOES SHE KNOW? [
Miss Patten: "What is the differ- |
ence between a davenport and a chair?" |
Miss Heath: "More than one per- 1
son may sit on the davenport at a §
Miss Patten: "Yes, but a chair is j
often misused." |
WHAT DID HE MEAN? [
Mr. Parson: "What did you get for |
the back porch?" |
Mr. Anderson: "I didn't get as far |
as the back porch." |
High Grade Pianos
of Quality and
We consider it a duty
to show you, for your
inspection, offerings in
precious stones, in red,
green and white gold,
that will at once be ap-
preciated for their
smartness and individ-
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-SEVEN
Kraft Nelson Swanson
Successors to Anderson Bros.
Hart Schaffner & Marx
Hand Tailored Suits
Stetson and Longley
Manhattan and Eagle
Stetson and Walk-Over
All goods sold must be as represented or
We shall be pleased to
have a call from you.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-EIGHT
THAT ARISTOCRAT OF WATCHES
Nothing can prove of greater service and convenience to teacher or student than a
reliable watch. No watch bears a higher reputation than the Gruen — a reputation
Gruen watches are masterpieces of design as well as of mechanism. You may buy
a Gruen for little money; you may pay much for one. In either case you get the
best watch value obtainable.
J. RENDELL, JEWELER
Watch Repairing 315 E. Lincoln Highway
The Dormitory Hash
The Dormitory Hash
As judged by those who know,
Is the very best that's ever served,
No matter where you go.
It is really so inviting
When you once begin to eat,
You'll never stop until you have
Cleaned the dish complete.
There's hash made up in form of sauce,
There's hash made up in pie,
And there's hash! and hash! and hash!
Until you'd think you'd die.
There's hash for every breakfast,
And there's hash for dinner, too,
And supper 's never slighted,
Without hash, it wouldn't do!
Coffee & Tea
156 E. Lincoln Highway-
Complete Line of Imported
China in dinner ware
and fancy articles
Also large line of Cut Glass
COFFEE, TEA, SPICES,
PAGE TWO HUNDRED TWENTY-NINE
BASTIAN BROS, CO,
CLASS PINS, CLASS RINGS, ATHLETIC MEDALS
COMMENCEMENT ANNOUNCEMENTS AND
INVITATIONS, CALLING CARDS
JEWELERS TO THE CLASS OF 1920
385 BASTIAN BUILDING
ROCHESTER, NEW YORK
MEET ME AT
PHONE 407 FOR
Comin' Thru the Halls
If a body meet a body,
In our halls of fame.
If a body greet a body,
She must be some dame.
Every lassie has a laddie,
Nay, they say hai I,
But, oh! I'll have a grand "posish"
Up until I die.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED THIRTY
THE NORMAL LAND BOOK REVIEW
£js [i "^
"Cosmogny and Evolution," by Rus-
sell G. Smith.
In one of his more frivolous mo-
ments Mr. Smith wrote this small vol-
ume of two thousand pages and dedi-
cated it to the world along with his
other works of art. Mr. Smith's vo-
cabulary, always most elastic, has ex-
ceeded all his past efforts so that we
are grateful for an entertaining little
novel on this subject.
"Thru the Looking Glass."
A brief synopsis will give the inside
facts of this story. "A group of girls
are sitting about and Mona Bell in her
favorite position before the mirror is
patting her hair in place. Mona is talk-
ing disconnectedly when suddenly she
gives a wild cry and calls, 'Girls — I can
see him through the looking glass and
he is beckoning to me." Mona then
falls in a faint. "He" is called to her
side and no longer needs to beckon her
on. Mona and the professor are mar-
ried and live happily ever afterward in
their little bungalow in Malta.
Ready * to -Wear
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Famous for Ready-to-wear
Special attention to Party Costumes and materials. Also Nov-
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items are shown here first. Courteous
treatment at all times whether
you purchase or not.
PAGE TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-ONE
Faculty Song Book
''Wake Up, America!" Mr. Page
Just A-Wearyin' for You," Miss Patten
"Walking the Dog" Miss Gilbert
"Prepare for Action". . . .Miss Whitman
"I'm Falling in Love With Someone"
"Slow and Easy" Mr. Wager
"Daddy Long Legs" Mr. Parson
"Have A Smile for Everyone You
Meet" Miss Merritt
"The Vamp" Miss Parmalee
"The Sunshine of Your Smile". . . .
"They Go Wild, Simply Wild, Over
Me" Mr. Ritzman
"There's No Place Like Home". . . .
"Take Me to the Land of Jazz". . . .
"Smiles" Miss Neptune
"My Fox Trot Girl" Miss Branch
"You'll Always Be the Same Sweet
Girl" Miss Youker
"You'd Be Surprised" Mr. Lyons
"You're the Girl" Miss Stewart
"Patches" Mr. Annas
"Brightenin' the Corner Where You
Are" Miss Simonson
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We thank you jolly juniors
For write ups, snaps and jokes.
And Freshmen, few and lonely
We'll never call you pokes.
We thank you, Mr. Parson,
A home you gave the board.
"Just walk right in, don't stop to ring-
What welcome those words afford.
Miss Merritt too, we thank you,
For guidance with the art,
For hours spent on the Norther work —
In future years 'twill joy impart.
Miss Simonson, to you we owe
The tone of all that's writ.
How often did you think it o'er,
Ere we changed it bit by bit.
We thank you faculty and all —
Photographers and advertisers,
Who kindly gave a helping hand
In shaping this good times reminder.
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UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS-URBANA